Retribution - A Creative Moment

His side was hurting so bad that it felt like a knife had been thrust in it. He doubled over from the pain, falling on the floor. He knew that last bowl of ice cream was going to do him in, yet in his pride and arrogance he ate it anyway. Now he was paying for it. With no one around, his cries for help went unheard.

Minutes later, he awoke. Still on the floor, his side felt a little better, yet his head was throbbing. The only way, it seemed, to relieve the pain was to press on the affected areas as hard as he could. He would at times hit himself with his fists.