2nd grade gym class I had to sh*t and asked the gym teacher could I go to the bathroom. Halfway there I began to shit myself and sprinted towards the bathroom. The time I got to the bathroom I sh*ttted on myself and an underwear full of sh*t. I panicked/crying how to get rid of it and took my underwear full of sh*t off and flung all it on the bathroom stall.

I then went back to class and told the teacher I was sick and my mother came and pick me up. That was actually my last day in that school because we were already moving. My cousins went to the same school and there were rumors about 'who did it", I think they knew it was me. I still feel guilty, why did I do that, but keep reminding myself I was just a 7 year old little kid. That's what kids do.