Trousers problem:

I am ashamed to think of the experience of having a stomachache and pulling my pants at school. I had to get into a crack!

I am a girl, about 12 years old, in the sixth grade of primary school. I remember on a recent Monday morning, I heard rumbling in my stomach in the first class. I didn't care too much at first, but then my stomach repeated a trick with me. And it's getting worse. Until the third class, it happened to be our class teacher's math class. My stomach hurts more and more, and I can't bear to listen to it anymore. I want to go to the toilet, but I dare not tell the teacher for fear that the teacher will criticize me. It seems that the Monkey King is waving a banana fan in my stomach. I control myself not to shit my pants. Suddenly, I couldn't help but fart, and then, a rare shit gushed out uncontrollably. A stench came to my face, and 36 pairs of eyes in my class were staring at me. Suddenly, Angel stood up and said, "The smell comes from' shit smells good'." Fortunately, the teacher didn't talk about me and asked me what was going on. In order to prevent my pants from coming out, I just said I was uncomfortable and went back to the dormitory to have a rest. Unexpectedly, he actually approved it!

After returning to the dormitory, I quickly went to the toilet and took off my pants-it was a mess and it tasted disgusting. I can't help it again. I squatted on the toilet and pulled wildly. It took me several times to pull it out. But I still feel a stomachache. At noon, my mother came to me and said, "Jane, what's wrong with you?" Just now, I heard from your teacher that you had a stomachache and you pulled your pants. I rest in the dormitory. After I learned the news, I quickly asked the leader for leave, went home and got my pants, and rode over! "hmm? ! How did our head teacher know about my pants? While helping me change my pants, my mother scolded me and said I didn't know what the toilet looked like. Later, my mother took me to the hospital. The doctor diagnosed me with acute enteritis and needed hospitalization. I stayed in the hospital for a week before I fully recovered and went back to school.

I feel much better when I say it, but there are still shadows in my heart. So it's embarrassing to recall.