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Spinning
By: Charles Phillips

I start by standing on my toes.
Then I move faster, and faster, and faster even more so.
The world is moving behind and before me like a cyclone.

I'm feel my lunch start to come up, But it doesn't.
I surpress the feelings of sickness.
I spit out some Blood, or maybe Vomit I'm not very sure.

I gain more speed.
Faster, faster, faster, faster, faster the kids yell at the top of their lungs.
Because they know they cant do it like I can, there all jealous.

So I start moving faster and faster and faster.
As I fall to my knees, and a puddle of Vomit and Blood hits the ground.
The rest of the kids look at me like I just shot their dog or cat.

I stand once more and start spinning again.

I can see the rest of the world when I spin, it's beautiful.
I can't help but spin more faster, faster, faster, faster, faster.
I fall to my knees once more coughing up more Vomit and Blood.

I think to myself "I knew these kid games would be my undoing"
I start spinning once more, the offal taste of blood fills my mouth once more.
I can't help it, this is my favorite game.

"I can do this, just alittle more" I think out loud.
One boy in the back, looks and stops eating his hero sub and asks me to stop.
I open my mouth to respond, but instead of words, only Blood fly's out of my mouth.

This game is nolonger fun, But I can't stop I must finish what I started.
faster, faster, faster, faster, faster and faster once more.

I can feel it this is the big one.

I fall to the ground this last time, only to see my new shirt covered from collar to coffs in Blood and Vomit.

I close my eyes, I see a wonderful blue fairy.

Description
Spinning
By: Charles Phillips

I start by standing on my toes.
Then I move faster, and faster, and faster even more so.
The world is moving behind and before me like a cyclone.

I'm feel my lunch start to come up, But it doesn't.
I surpress the feelings of sickness.
I spit out some Blood, or maybe Vomit I'm not very sure.

I gain more speed.
Faster, faster, faster, faster, faster the kids yell at the top of their lungs.
Because they know they cant do it like I can, there all jealous.

So I start moving faster and faster and faster.
As I fall to my knees, and a puddle of Vomit and Blood hits the ground.
The rest of the kids look at me like I just shot their dog or cat.

I stand once more and start spinning again.

I can see the rest of the world when I spin, it's beautiful.
I can't help but spin more faster, faster, faster, faster, faster.
I fall to my knees once more coughing up more Vomit and Blood.

I think to myself "I knew these kid games would be my undoing"
I start spinning once more, the offal taste of blood fills my mouth once more.
I can't help it, this is my favorite game.

"I can do this, just alittle more" I think out loud.
One boy in the back, looks and stops eating his hero sub and asks me to stop.
I open my mouth to respond, but instead of words, only Blood fly's out of my mouth.

This game is nolonger fun, But I can't stop I must finish what I started.
faster, faster, faster, faster, faster and faster once more.

I can feel it this is the big one.

I fall to the ground this last time, only to see my new shirt covered from collar to coffs in Blood and Vomit.

I close my eyes, I see a wonderful blue fairy.