2010
01.25

My Worst Secret Is…

Everyone know the awkwardness of being in Jr. High gym class.  For some reason there was always weird things happening.  I was the kid that had no friends and wanted to fit in.  There were always towel fights after class where there would be a huge whipping contest.  It was everyone for their self.  One war we were having there were probably 10 of us in the showers getting each other.  I got whipped so hard I fell over.  Unfortunately, it hit me in a spot that is supposed to feel pleasure not pain.  I didn’t want anyone to know so I acted like it was the stomach and went back to get dressed.   As I was in an extreme pain and getting dressed I noticed that I was bleeding.  I honestly thought that I would have had to go to the doctor and get stitches.  I didn’t tell anyone and had to put vaseline on just so it wouldn’t stick to my boxers.  Finally, after about a month the scab was gone and I was healed.  Now I have a scar and wonder what I should say if I am ever asked about it.

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