Its funny how life can change on you for a second. One minute your on top of the world, the next-BOOM! its gone.

I was coming downstairs one day after spending all day at my girlfriend Rachelle's house. I hadn't been around much; I was trying to be near Rachelle as much as I could because her family was going on a 2 week vacation soon.

"Hey Ike!" It was my brother, Zac. Zac playfully punched me in the stomach when he came out of our room. It really hurt. Zac's grown alot since our MON days and he's goten alot stronger too. He doesn't know his own strenght.

I groaned in pain. "Zac that really hurt."

His face dropped. "I'm sorry, I was just glad to see you." I could tell from the expression on his face that he had been telling the truth. The poor boy just doesn't know how strong he really is.

"Its ok Zac." I tried to act like he didn't hurt me that bad.

"Are you ok?" He asked, his brown eyes getting even bigger.

"Yeah, I'm fine, really." Subject must be changed fast. "What's for dinner?"

"Pasta!"

"Yes!" I loved pasta.

For some reason, I was really hungry at dinner that night. I was done with my second helping while everyone else was on their first. I ate some sauce and bread from a cearel bowl later.

"Ike, your still hungry?" asked Taylor as he sat down next to me on the couch.

"Not now." I said as I put the bowl down. "Ughhhh..I don't feel good at all."

"Well", said Jessica from the floor below me. "Don't barf..."

That's all she said before I threw up all over her.

Total choas. Jessica screamed and cried. Mackie ran around laughing. Avery yell "Ewwwwww" and pinched her nose. Taylor and Zac tried to help as my dad got me to the bathroom before I threw up again and my mom took Jessica to our other bathroom to clean her up. All the while, Zoe didn't wake up from her crib. Thank goodess.