In 6th grade I had to pee really bad, but my teacher had told me earlier AFTER I had drank 4 water bottles full of water that when I had to go to the bathroom, I just looked at her weird and sat down. Well, about an hour later I felt it, I really had to pee, and there were still 4 periods left of school. I raised my hand and asked her if I could, I even offered her $10, but she wouldn't let me. I held if succelfully for one hour, but then I knew I wouldn't make it. I started to head for the door anyway, but she stopped me, and wouldn't let me pass. I stood bye the clock and wriggled for about ten minutes, I then started to feel it, a light trickle started down my leg, very noticable, since I was wearing a mini skirt and didn't wear underwear it was very noticable. I somehow managed to stop it, but a few of the kids saw it and were snickering, then about 5 second later, I couldn't hold it anylonger, and peed for perhaps the most and longest I ever have and will. By then all the kids were looking and I was crying, a huge wet mark was left on the floor, my teacher made me sit in it for the rest of the day, and wouldn't let me get more clothes. She of course was fired, but I have never lived it down and am still called "Pissy Missy". That happened 3 years ago.