when i was in the 2nd grade, i went to Sea World camp (i live in Orlando FL). becuz it is so fucking hot in FL in summer, we were requird to have water bottles at all times. well this one particular day i was downing those water bottles like a drunk downs whiskey. after about my third bottle of water, i felt a quiver in my 8 yr old bladder, but i didnt think anything of it especially. After this, my group went on to sum shamoo show thast happened to be funny. after five seconds of sitting down the water hit my bladder fast and every time i laughed a sharp pain shot into my pelvic bone. after five more minutes it felt like the entire atlantic ocean was built up on my weakened bladder. being a pee shy little girl, it me until i was about to cry to tell my counselor i needed a bathroom. when i asked she looked bored and sed "i think u can hold it until the end of the show". at that point i wanted to burst into tears, but i held on until the show ended. at this point it hurt to even move so i let the rest of the row get up before me. my couselor saw i was in agony and took me aside and asked me wat was wrong. my poor bladder was in such pain that i started to shake uncontrollably. the bitch who wudnt take me to the bathroom before saw this and told the rest of the group we were going to the restrooms next. unfortunately i had to walk uphill to make it to the bathroom and it hurt sooo bad that i started to sob. i felt a few drops squeeze out just before i made it to the bathroms, and i had to grab my pussie to regain control. i just got in the stall with my panties down when i lost it. looking back i still cant believe i made it so long and ended up not wetting my pants. that fucking counselor...