Lindsay awoke one sunny morning to a painful stomach ache. Assuming it was just something she ate the night before she started getting ready for her day.
Walking down the stairs her stomach ache got worse. "i shouldn't worry too much." she spoke. "I probably just have a small cold."
"Good morning, Lindsay." her parents greeted. She greeted them back with a low "Morning." "You don't look so good sweetheart. Is everything alright?" With small smile and a nod of her head, Lindsay headed to the kitchen.
"What to eat? What to eat?" Lindsay mumbled to herself. "I had cereal last week. pancakes are to hard to make. Maybe a yogurt cup? Yeah a yogurt cup." She walked to the fridge and opened the door, examining the fridges contents. Once found she grabbed the little container of Raspberry Yoplait yogurt and a spoon. "Yummy." she whispered.
Lindsay goes into the dining room where her mother is seated at the table. "Lindsay, are you sure you are alright?" she asked. "Actually, mom, I don't feel so good. Am I sick or something?" Her mother thought for a moment before answering. "Maybe a cold. Go lay down. I'll tell your dad."