Kenny curled up by the toilet groaning after he finished throwing up. His head laid on his arm which laid on the seat of the toilet. He whimpered as he felt so icky. Slowly he moved and unlocked the door. Crawling back over to the toilet and threw up again. Whimpering as his stomach finally settled down. "I don't feel so good. I tried to eat more. I couldn't eat anymore but I tried to. I didn't want you guys upset or mad at me because I didn't eat more. Soon as I ate more I felt so icky." He whimpered a bit. "I don't feel good. My stomach is settling down but...I just couldn't eat more." He sniffled and started crying. "Please don't be mad or hate me mom. I don't meant to..." The stall door slowly fell open as it was loose after being unlocked. He groaned and held his stomach. His head was spinning. "My head is spinning. I feel so tired." He said. "Like I do whenever I try to eat more and throw up."