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Wow these are some terrible stories.
Mine has to be in middle school, when I had to wear pads, it seems like I would get a stain every month. I couldn't stand pads. I remember I was sleeping at my house and waking up and seeing this huge bloodstain on the blanket. I mean it was scarey huge, like someone had been killed. My mom of course then had to yell at me to make things worse.
Mine has to be in middle school, when I had to wear pads, it seems like I would get a stain every month. I couldn't stand pads. I remember I was sleeping at my house and waking up and seeing this huge bloodstain on the blanket. I mean it was scarey huge, like someone had been killed. My mom of course then had to yell at me to make things worse.