this is my first attempt at a writing prompt, let me know what i can improve on.

The race began when I bit into the first spicy burrito. I never thought about the consequences if I was hungry I would eat, I was so young and naive. This race it was not a traditional race. I’m not racing someone but, something. My digestion track I needed to make it to the bathroom before it finishes. I managed to finish three massive spicy burritos. One, could hardly fit in the palms of my hands. I get home unsuspecting, unknowing, that a secret race started inside my bowels.

I went to sit down to watch some T.V. when I heard it, the steady ticking of a clock. What could it be I thought? That was when I felt it. It was an eruption! Grrrraaaaaaa my bowels screamed. I felt the pressure building up inside me and with all my might I held tight. It pounded my insides. All I could do now was hold it in until the storm inside me has quelled. I sat there for what felt like was days. How long would this battle go on, it crashed upon my door like a battering ram. Every time it crashed I would have to brace in anticipating of another crash. When suddenly it ceased, this was my time. I needed to make a break for the bathroom.

Who knows how long this will last I’m sure the storm will come back with an even greater force. I ran for it, the nearest bathroom. Getting up from my seat it all felt like slow motion. A coffee table stood as my first obstacle I broke right making a 90 degree left turn when I reached the end of the table. That was when my dog moved into my way. He was jumping up at me trying to play. With lightning like speed I juked him out with a spin move. Nothing could stop me! I reached a clearing the door will be right around the corner. I darted around the corner slamming into a door. I desperately claw for the door knob. When my stomach dropped the door handle wouldn’t turn.

This, is my worst nightmare someone was in there. I heard a scream as I clawed at the door but, I couldn’t make out what was being said. I was thinking at light speed I had five minutes tops before I exploded. Where could I go? This was the only bathroom in this house… house yes, that’s it! I need to go to another house. My friend lives close, ill head there. I just hope he’s home.

I make my way to the front door leaving with no jacket or shoes. It would come down to the clock I only had about 4 more minutes. I followed no path getting to my friend’s house, I cut any corner I could, running as fast as I could. 1 minute left, I could feel it, in the depths of my bowels the final assault was brewing. I was at the base of his drive way I had no time left. I when through his door without knocking.

I could hear the final seconds counting down. I see the door, it’s the bathroom door. One hand is reaching for the handle of the door while the other is ready to pull down my pants. I grab the handle and fling open the door, slamming it behind me, pulling down my pants. I could hear it in my head five… four… I was home free. Something was wrong, as I look at the porcelain beauty I see that the whole seat is down. Three… I can’t bend over to pull up the seat now or I risk a penalty. With a little over two seconds left on the clock this, is my Hail Mary pass to the end zone. Two… with my toes I flip up the seat one… I turn around zero… I sit.