when i was in high school, i missed a day of class because i was sick. when i went back in the following day, i had a really bad stomach ache. but i ignored it and went to class. apparently i had missed a test the other day, so i was sent to the library across to hall to go take it. about halfway through the test the pain in my stomach intensified. it was literally unbearable. i started squirming around in my chair, but knew i had to stay in the library and finish the test that i was only like two thirds of the way through. i kept going for a few minutes until i felt something really odd. i'd shat in my pants. not just a little bit, either. full-blown diarrhea that was leaking down my legs and smelled terribly. luckily i was in a secluded corner of the library so no one saw or heard what i had done. now i was panicked. what the hell was i supposed to do now? the period was just about over and i was nowhere near finished with my test, but i felt i had no real choice. i got up and waddled back to my classroom, trying to appear inconspicuous. i knew by that point that the back of my jeans were soaked through and could be seen anyone, but i didn't feel i could do anything but go into the room, hand the test in and ask for a pass to the bathroom. and somehow, i managed to do it without getting anyone's attention. i quickly ran to the bathroom i knew almost no one ever bothered to use. i got into a stall and pulled my pants down. it was even worse than i'd thought. my underwear was literally bulging with shit and it was leaking down my legs onto my shoes and socks. i was not thinking clearly and couldn't make myself touch my shoes, so i took out a pen and started ripping through my underwear to get them off. after a couple minutes i managed and tossed them into the garbage nearby. i then began the lengthy process of trying to clean myself off. it didn't work very well. i knew i was going to have to get out of school by this point. there was absolutely no way i could go through the day like this. so i went to my next class, now a few minutes late, and asked for a pass to the nurse's office so i could get a ride home. my teacher gave it to me quickly because she knew and liked me (and probably smelled me). i went as quickly as i dared down the halls, hoping no one would look twice at me. then one of my teachers did; she was there to watch the halls this period. she asked to see my hall pass and then tried talking to me a little. i'm sure i confused her a bit by acting like i was in such a hurry, but i did have a legitimate hall pass so she let me go. i walked into the nurse's office and was immediately appalled by two things i hadn't counted on: first, there were other people in this small, small room. and two, i would have to *tell* one of the nurse's my excuse for having to go home. i walked up to the counter hesitantly, horribly embarassed at what was about to happen next. i told the nearest nurse that i needed to call my parents and get a ride home (it was only ninth grade, i wasn't old enoguh for a drivers license yet or anything). when she asked why, i told her in the smallest voice you can imagine: "i went to the bathroom in my pants." to her credit, she didn't balk at me or anything, just pointed to the phone and said to call. which i did, and i explained to my mom the embarassing and demeaning situation i was in. she tried to rationalize it by saying "oh, you must still be getting over the flu!" yeah mom, because everyone shits their pants in the middle of a public place when getting over the flu. so then i had nothing to do but wait. i sat down uncomfortably in the chair furthest from everyone else in the office until my father, who was closer to the school than my mom, came in fifteen minutes later and picked me up. sitting in the car with him, my ass lifted a foot above the seat so i didn't leak shit onto his car was somehow even more horrifying than walking through the school like this was. but we managed to get home where i ran into the bathroom and stripped and showered. then my mom washed my pants, because i really liked them and wanted to be able to wear them again tomorrow. sick, huh? i really, really wish this story was a lie. but it is 100% true and it is by far my worst memory. i hope you enjoyed reading this disgusting tale. Confess ID: pclnpfcf        Posted On: 31-Dec-2008