I was at a friend's house during the last day of school. My friend put something in my drink that upset my stomach. I tried to relieve myself at the house but I felt self concious. I tried rushing home; I was like a ticking time bomb. I got off a stop early by mistake but I was determined to get home. I was a few blocks away and I started jogging. That was a terrible idea. The extra movement made my bowels flow like a raging river. I shat myself. I was a baby without the diaper.