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The following story is a work of fiction. Sadly, it’s based on fact for too many people.
Genre: Realistic Fiction
Word Count: 100
DRIVING THE BUS
Amy brushed, flossed and swished Listerine around her mouth. Spitting it out, she watched the blue liquid swirl down the drain. She raised her head, stared at her reflection, baring her teeth. “Minty fresh. I really gotta stop this ralphing crap.”
She took a mental inventory of everything she’d eaten. Basically, she cleaned out the fridge. Twinkies, two toaster waffles, a banana, a cheese ball, three hardboiled eggs and so on.
She’d gotten the idea of taking Ipecac from a recovering bulimic’s book, meant to be a testimony of her victory over her eating disorder.
“Handy little ‘how-to’ manual, eh?”
Ralph is slang for vomit. Driving he Bus is slang for the same.
Ipecac is a substance used to induce vomiting. Parents of small children keep it in the medicine cabinet in case of accidental poisoning. I had to use it once when my son was two.
Listerine, for those unfamiliar, is a brand of mouthwash popular in the States.