Well, once when I got my first period, I was at school and had no idea what was happening. I just suddenly felt this wetness and saw some blood on my skirt. I was so embarrassed and didn't know what to do. I tried to hide it all day until I could get home.
A girl might have her first period during a sports event. She was running and suddenly felt the pain and wetness, but she was too shy to tell anyone immediately. She ended up being very uncomfortable and self - conscious for the rest of the event.
I heard a girl's story. She got her first period in the middle of a class presentation. She was so nervous already and then suddenly felt that something was wrong. When she saw the blood on her dress, she just froze. The whole class was staring at her, and she ran out of the classroom crying.
The worst part is probably the embarrassment. You don't want others to know and you're constantly worried about any signs showing. It's that feeling of being exposed.
Sure. One girl had her first period during a sleepover at a friend's house. She woke up to find blood on the sheets and was mortified. She didn't know how to explain it to her friend or her friend's parents.
Mine was the worst. It was with this guy I barely knew at a party. He just lunged at me out of nowhere, and his breath smelled like a mix of onions and beer. His lips were super slobbery, and it was so over in a second. It was just a horrible, unromantic mess.
Lack of clarity. For instance, if a first line is like 'Some stuff happened once.' It doesn't clarify what 'some stuff' is. It's just too general and leaves the reader completely in the dark.
My worst first date was when we planned to go for a walk in the park. It started to rain a bit, but he didn't bring an umbrella. I thought we could find some shelter, but he just kept walking. Then, he started complaining about how his shoes were getting wet and how this was all my idea. It was a total disaster.
On my worst first day, I sat next to a really mean girl in class. She kept stealing my pencils and when I asked for them back, she told the teacher that I was being mean to her. The teacher believed her without even asking me my side of the story. I was so frustrated and angry. I spent the rest of the day in a really bad mood.
I remember my worst first day at a new school. I had prepared my textbooks and everything but when I opened my backpack in the first class, I realized I had grabbed my sister's bag by mistake. So, I had all her girly stuff like makeup and dolls in my bag instead of my own things. The whole class laughed when I tried to explain. It was a nightmare and I still cringe when I think about it.