Christmas Day it will be 17 years for me!!! Eek! I always love the Christmas season because Jesus was born, but I get so freaked out Christmas Eve night and Christmas morning every year. I was only 7 years old, and I woke up Christmas morning with an awful stomachache. I felt so rotten that I didn't even want to see what Santa brought me, but my mom dragged me downstairs. She gave me some 7Up and *graphic* I threw up all over my new My Little Pony carrying case. She took me upstairs to the bathroom and I took a bath and went to sleep. I felt better after sleeping a couple of hours and told my mom I was ready to open presents now. Then, she called my grandma and told her I felt better and that we would come over later that afternoon. While she was on the phone, I threw up again, but it was only bile. Immediately, I felt better for real, and was actually hungry. I went the rest of the day feeling just fine. But I'm still scared every year that I will wake up sick on Christmas morning. But if I make it, 17 years! Yay me!