Hold It Right There

Andy Seuell

Andy Seuell

May 25, 2008 12:00 AM EDT

It was a Tuesday I believe and I had to go. It was only getting worse. It was third hour when the urge came upon me. Between classes i thought about it but then tried not to. In fifth hour the urge came back. This time it wasn't giving up without a fight. I forgot about it during lunch. I was gonna go afterward but was to caught up in myself. During seventh hour my teacher wouldn't let me go. I truly thought i was going to die. After class i was on my way to the restroom when the bell rang. I had to get back to class to get my stuff. By the time i had done that it was to late. I had to get to the bus. Then the worst came. I didn't think i was going to make it. I thought i was going to go right then there. People were laughing and making sounds. So i went to my last resort. I asked the bus driver to hurry. She looked and laughed. After one of my longest bus rides home i ran to the nearest tree. After being relieved of my urine. I felt like I could float.