Monologuel Incident In The Dominican Republic

So 2 days after that hurling incident we were in the Dominican Republic this about everyone's least favorite place out of the 3 places we went to. 1st was the beaches weren't that great I mean we all hang out there, then came the worst part the people who sold things every person who asked the conversation all ways went the same way. “ Do you want toy or do you want a hat my friend?” Me trying to be respectful said this “ No sir “and that repeated 10 times per person. Finally we got back on the ship, even though the Dominican Republic wasn't as fun as I expected it was still a great time. Lucky for me though we would get to Grand Turk the next afternoon. So then that afternoon came I didn't know what would eventually happen, so I was super happy that day.

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We were all going to be able to scuba dive and since the water there was even clearer than the Bahamas we would be able to see the fish easily. The we board the other ship it was smaller but me and my family went. It started out fine it was really cool until the ship started rocking. My stomach began to fizzle up and shake I decided to hold it then I could no longer control the smelly disgusting barf and it bursted out my mouth like an erupting volcano, It looked lumpy, I didn't feel it but the barf look like it was ready to ooze across the ship it was so slimy! Then a couple of minutes went by and we were at the spot where we need to be. I told my dad I was ok and I proceeded to get up. But no I barfed again the I had to sit up and I wasn't in the know that we were doing this only and going back to the ship so I thought peacefully “ It will get better eventually and I will still be able to have fun here.” But with such great timing my dad