[color=white]I started menstration in November, and it happened again today. I found out when I realized my light pink underwear turned maroon when I went to the toilet. I have lost 1/8 of a cup of blood. I have gone through 5 liners. Mom tells me this is supposed to happen. I'm tired, I feel nauseous and weak, and I turned pale. My first visit of The Curse was in mid-November, with 2 drops of a bloody paste at school. Too scared to tell Mom. And now, what scares me now, is that all this stuff is similar to what happens if you have Ureathra Cancer. The ureathra is the lower part of the vaginal area. 2 out of 20 women get this cancer. Every day for the rest of your life, you have bloody paste and blood coming out of you. Eventually, you lose too much blood and require a blood transplant. I must be on guard. I'll have exactly 4 weeks until I ned a transplant. Merry Christmas. And I pray to God that no one figured out how to read this. UPDATE: God hates me. He truly hates me. I am dying of blood loss, I am on my 12th liner, almost all of my underwear is stained, and I can't go swimming. Theis is only Day Four. Three more days of Death. And I will go through this for another 40 years, then I die. This is some sick plan set up by God so I can be eliminated from the human race. It's not fair.[/color]