Waited Too Late

  I had about thirty  students in my third grade class. We sat in this old metal desk in rows of six with five students in a row.There were no bathrooms in the classrooms as they were located down these long hallways. I took a pill every day to help control my wheezing from asthma. Whenever you had to relieve yourself, all you had to do was raise your hand. Still suffering from trauma from the Santa debacle, I hated standing out and would not raise my hand. The next thing i knew it was running down at the side of the desk and puddling in  the aisle. I just sat there until a bully across the aisle noticed and pointed and got the whole class laughing at me. It was then that i bolted out of the class and out of the school. Then I proceeded to run all the way home which was only a block away. I wanted to drop out of school.