Zara • Kashmir
I have an interesting but sad first period story. I had my first period in 5th grade. I was 11 and my mom was dying. I had no one whom I could share it with. My mom was in critical condition.
For five years I had to suffer so badly because I didn't know how to use a sanitary napkin. Every time I had my period I got a big stain on my uniform, and the whole class would laugh at me and tease me. For five years it all continued and it just broke me.
My mom never told me how to use a sanitary napkin. When I told her about my periods in 7th grade, she just ignored me, and that day I was broken into pieces. I finally learned to use a sanitary napkin in 9th grade.
