Taylor S. • Arizona • 26
At the beginning of the school year my 6th grade teacher told us a story about a student that wet their pants and threw up at the same time. In order to keep the class from finding out this kid had wet their pants, our teacher gave him her sweater to put around his waist. We all laughed at this poor anonymous kid’s expense.
A few months later I’m sitting at my table, which is across from my crush. I felt something wet, grabbed the hall pass, and rushed to the bathroom. When I realized I was starting my period and had leaked through my jeans I went to the nurse’s office. I poked my head in, saw a boy from my class sitting there and decided to back track to my class. When I got to my class I quietly went up to my teacher’s desk and whispered, “Ms. Jean, I started my period...” she gave me her sweater to put around my waist and I realized everyone would think I peed my pants like in her story!
Maybe some students had seen my pants before I wore Ms. Jean’s sweater or maybe they inferred that since I was a girl it was my period, but the class figured it out. I heard my crush ask a girl at my table, “What’s that thing called that Taylor has?” The girl responded, “It comes at the end of a sentence.” Then I crawled into a hole to die of embarrassment.
