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TIFU by pooping in the school's drawing room

This is happened like 6-7 years ago but I haven't told anyone about it .

So I had a extreme phobia of school. I always felt like I am going to shit right now whenever I reached school and to clarify I always popped in the morning in my home before going to school . On like Saturdays and Sundays I used to shit only once I day because I knew I wouldn't have to go to school but from Monday to Friday was hell . Of course only me and mother knew about it and no one else . Sometimes I used to shit in the school's toilet after telling the teachers I need to puke . One day I reached school early by my bus school was starting 9 but I reached at 8 . At 5-6 minutes I had this intense sensation in my stomach that I need to shit so I went to the toilets but all the toilets( there are 3 three one for adults , kids and teachers respectively) were closed . When I saw there was rarely anyone in school and all the students were sitting in the class . I went to the drawing room which was far away It was located amidst trees and had a stone sitting as well . No one was there . I took the opportunity and released my stool as fast as I could near the bench , I was stupid enough to do that no even bothered going towards a tree because the pressure was too strong . I wiped my butt with leaves that were scattered there and washed my hands with soap which I always carried in my pocket and then escaped from there without anyone noticing. I think after that 11 or 12 pm there was the drawing period of another class and students and the drawing teacher noticed my art . They started the announcement that someone has done this art and spread it across the whole school but I was never suspected

TL;DR - I had a school phobia , always feel like shitting in school , one day popped in the drawing room , there was a huge commotion but I never got caught.

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