The untold stories by spleen,If spleen could ever speak

Hello,I am spleen,For people who don’t know me I stay in the corner of the street left hypochondriac ,beside the gurgling stomach’s house.As you come down from the liver junction into the portal vein road,take left on to the splenic vein road ,I stay at the dead end.Before you come to meet me make sure you are not a blood cell because I may eat you.Actually all the other organs think that I am bad person because I eat up cells,but they all will never realise that I eat only the old cells which are not of much use,and I am a big fan of Euthanasia.All these people see me as a villain and they even named the ugly ,huge, foul smelling colonic turn by my name as splenic flexure.I don’t understand what mistake I have done. And sometimes when these people surrounding me irritate me in one or the other way I enlarge,And later they in-turn blame me for eating all the cells when I enlarge. I get irritated ,disturbed by these people around me in different ways .I can give you examples where I got...