OK, I'll say mine, but it's a long story:
During P.E., I was changing out of my P.E. clothes and into my regular clothes. I had already taken off my P.E. clothes and only had on my underwear. I couldn't find my regular clothes, so I went around the locker room looking for them. As the other girls were leaving, one of them accidentally took my P.E. clothes, put them in her gym bag, and walked out of the locker room, leaving me in my undies and with nothing to wear. I spent a long time looking for any extra clothes, but there weren't any. When I had finally given up on searching for extra clothes, I decided to swallow my dignity and quickly run over to the next building where my other locker was and get my extra set of clothes there. I thought, "Hey, at least I have my underwear on. No one's gonna see me anyways. What's the worst that could happen?" (What I didn't know was that my bra strap was broken and ready to snap at any moment and that the coach was having a meeting with all the guy sports teams in the gym.) Well when I ran out of the locker room and across the gym, every guy turned around to look at me because they heard the locker room door swing open. I froze, humiliated, wondering if I should keep running to the other building or run back into the locker room. I decided to keep running to the main building cuz I couldn't stand being stuck in that locker room by myself any longer. While the guys were staring at me and watching me run out, my bra snapped and fell off just as I headed out the door. But the guys probably got a good look at me before I ran out. I reached my locker, got my extra clothes, changed, and went back to class as if nothing had happened. During the rest of the day, the guys that saw me gave me stares in the hallway, but they never said anything to me or anyone else about the incident. I thought that the worst was over. But then the next day I went to P.E. one of my friends saw something hanging from a bar from the ceiling. It turns out it was my bra and that some guy threw it up there. Soon enough everyone found out about the incident. People made comments about it for a while, but the fuss about the subject died down after a few days. My bra however, stayed up in the ceiling because it was too high to reach, and to this day is still up there, reminding me constantly of that horrible moment. I quit P.E. after that.
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