Mine is about my first ever period. Complete hell, I might add. I was at a week long bible camp with stingy old ladies and mean teenage girls, I was 12. It was the day before the last day of camp and at morning worship, I had these really bad pains (I thought I had to pee) and I went to the bathroom, but the pains didn't go away. So my day continued on, and after dinner, the person in charge of the youth told us the we were going to play a game in the forest. Well, this game was going to take a while, so I went to the bathroom and saw the teeniest little red dot on my underwear. And then I looked down and there was this giant booger thing with some red on it hanging from my body (GROSS!). For some reason I just said to myself, "hmm, looks like I've got my period." and went straight to the game. I must of thought that it wasn't happening or it was something else. So I played the game, and my team won
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