I remember that in the second grade of primary school I had to give an

exhibition. But before, I had decided to go to the bathroom to relieve

myself. Everything was fine... the bathroom wasn't crowded or anything
like that... until I looked down at the buttons on my skirt. At that age,
and with an exposure that made me nervous, I didn't remember how to
button my skirt correctly.
I left the bathroom convinced that nothing would happen if I didn't
button it up. My skirt would hold up, I thought. A few minutes later I was
already standing in front of the blackboard, in front of everyone,
naming the parts of the plants... stem, leaves, root... In the middle of
the presentation I stiffened as I felt a tingling in my hip. So it happened.
My skirt slipped to the floor.
Shame clouded my vision, I couldn't even make out the faces of my
friends anymore, not to mention that for a few seconds my mind went
blank. My dignity was looking at me from a corner with its arms
crossed with the phrase "I told you so" in its mouth.
I exposed against my will and quickly sat down. Although my best
friend tried to comfort me, I just wanted to disappear.