When I was 7, I went over to my best friends house to play. We played in her tree fort for a while. After about an hour of playing, I really had to pee. I told her, "Olivia, I have to pee so bad!" and she said, "Sarah, me too!" She jumped out of the tree fort and ran into the house and got to the bathroom first. I really had to go, so I was squating on the floor and holding myself. She took a long time to go, so when she came out, I ran in there really fast! I didn't even have time to close the door. I wore my favorite pants that day, but they were really hard to get off. I couldn't hold it anymore. I sat on the potty and peed through my pants. I started crying. Olivia's mom heard me crying and she came to see me sitting on the potty, peeing myself and crying. She told me that it was ok, and that it was an accident. Once I was done peeing, she told me to take off my clothes and hop into the shower so I could wash off and she got me a pair of Olivia's clothes to wear. I was really embarrassed, peeing in front of my best friend, but I knew she would understand.