War Prayer 003
After Drew pissed himself, he was constantly ridiculed and tormented by his peers. This went on for months at a time almost non-stop. He was spit on, beat up, and often even depantsed morning, noon, and night. Many days he would literally have to fight his way to and from school. That winter break, his trips to the bathroom became much more frequent. The experience of wetting himself in sixth grade had sent him into a paranoid state that was unraveling his life. Now he almost permanently thought he had to use the bathroom.
This turned out to be even worse than pissing himself. Now Drew, in his mind, thought he had to use the bathroom more or less every minute of the day. Already on edge from what happened in September, he was now going to the bathroom almost once a period at school. Sometimes more. Teachers were pretty sympathetic, a few weren’t.
His classmates quickly caught on and began to ridicule him on the way out of every class, mocking Drew as he ran down the hall to try to make it in and out of the bathroom in the four minutes they had to go to their next class. Sometimes other kids would block the bathroom or knock his books on the floor in order to slow him down.
Some days, a few different boys would pull his pants down in the bathroom and try to grab his penis. One would try to stick pencils in his ass. This was disturbing at the time, made even worse years later when it dawned on Drew just how fucked up that really was.
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