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TIFU by clogging our bathroom sink with my period bloody water

Iykyk and if u dont, let me tell u, when girls stain their underwear in this time of the month, they can't js throw it with the other clothes in the washing machine, because it can easily stain other clothes. So what we do is washing it by hand first and then throw it in the washing machine, or at least that's what I (16F) personally do.

I usually like to soak it in warm water first with a little soap before I actually begin washing it by hand. I closed the drain of our bathroom sink, filled it up with some warm water and soap and soaked my underwear. I took a shower, came back to actually scrub it and guess what...THE DRAIN WOULDN'T WORK, IT WOULDN'T OPEN, IT WOULDN'T LET WATER DOWN. I tried and tried until my hands got tired and it wasn't easy especially when ur mom keeps knocking on the door bc she needs to use the bathroom too. I had to let her in and break the news to her, our sink is full of bloody period water and its somehow clogged. She was disgusted at first but then she to had to put her hand in the bloody water too and try and solve the problem. She failed. We had to call dad and noway im telling my dad that this reddish water is bc of my period blood bc it would've went 2 ways, he either would be too disgusted to help or help me but make jokes about it till the day I die. So we lied to him and told him that this reddish color is by washing a red tshirt in the sink. The problem was solved.

TL;DR: i washed my stained underwear in the sink and it somehow got clogged so my dad unaware had to put his hands into the bloody water to unclog it. :)

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