Sarah B • Nevada • 23
It was five days before my 10th birthday. We were having friends over that day for pizza. I went to the bathroom in the early afternoon and saw blood in my underwear. I felt sick. I knew about periods but for some reason thought I wouldn't get one, at least not for a while.
I was so embarrassed that I just sat with it in my pants for most of the day, obsessively going to the bathroom a couple times an hour to make sure that the blood hadn't soaked through. I knew I had to talk to my mom. I eventually went into her bedroom and just pulled down my pants. She said, "oh you'll need a pad" and gave me this gigantic thing to put in my underwear.
