I came back to my classroom after having lunch with my friends, I was sitting on the desk and talking to my friend when I started feeling heaviness in my lower abdomen and strong stretches in my back like something was trying to split my body. It was not normal, I knew it because I never felt such pain in the past. I ran to my seat, I was feeling weak and tired. I could feel something bad was happening to me. My friend went to call our class teacher and told her about me, she came running and asked if this the first time for me? I had no idea what she was asking me about.
My teacher took me to the restroom and my friend came along with us, she knew what I was going through. I told my teacher that I can feel the flow and I cannot control it and it is painful. She told me not to worry and she is there with me. We all were in the restroom, my teacher gave my friend a pad and told her to help me in using it. My friend told me that I am having periods and it is normal for every girl and woman to have them. I came out feeling relieved from the flow but I was still in pain, I could barely walk, and slowly we reached our classroom.
Meanwhile, my classroom became a courtroom with everyone asking what happened to me. It was obvious because whenever a teacher appears in a classroom in the middle of lunchtime and takes a student out, leaving everyone into a sudden shock, questions come into mind and everyone asks. It didn’t happen to me because I had a teacher with me who helped me to reach back to my seat but you know that they will ask by they I mean boys, once the teacher leaves.
The next lecture after lunch was due to start when I heard boys giggling at my back and even boys from other rows came, looked at me from the back, and started laughing. I had no clue about their laughter soon all boys in my class were smiling, talking and laughing, all this was happening at my back. I asked my friend she told me that there is a Red colour spot on my skirt.
For your knowledge, we had a completely white uniform. A red spot on my white skirt which anyone can see. I was embarrassed and scared. I was in guilt for being in the situation. My eyes became red, my body was shivering and my pain became unbearable. I wanted to go home. My friend ran to call our class teacher, she came and asked me to come with her- I immediately emptied my bag and used it to cover my skirt from the backside to avoid further embarrassment and guilt. That walk of few meters from my seat to the door was the toughest.
In those hours of pain, embarrassment, and fear I came to know about my first periods. It comes through the toughest ways to us.