One time when I was little like Mc8 or something me my mom my friend and his mom who was my mom's friend all went to a rodeo together. I remember it being really hot so I guess it was sometime during the summer. I don't remember where it was there but I know it wasn't extremely far but far enough, maybe Missouri or something. We had all met at my and Mom's house and took my Freinds mom's car. Before we left everyone was told to go to the bathroom, and everyone did except for me. This is because I didn't have to go at the time so I found it to be pointless.
About roughly 20 minutes later I had to pee, it wasn't bad though I thought that I could make it the whole way through and be fine. But I was also thirsty, and like I said I thought my bladder was ok so I grabbed one of the drinks that we had packed for us. Another hour had passed and I had now felt the closet I had come ever to death. I had to try really hard to distract myself self I tried talking but I could say anything but ask how long it'll take for us to get to the rodeo. I just kept on trying to think of dry things but all that did was make me thirsty. I was stuck in an endless cycle of pain and torture it got so bad to the point that I had started crying. Everyone in the car started looking at me, my mom had asked what was wrong since she was quite confused just like everyone else in the car. It was then that I scream "I GOTTA PEEE!!!". My mom had quickly pulled over the car and I ran out, I began to struggle to hold it. But then I released.
About roughly 20 minutes later I had to pee, it wasn't bad though I thought that I could make it the whole way through and be fine. But I was also thirsty, and like I said I thought my bladder was ok so I grabbed one of the drinks that we had packed for us. Another hour had passed and I had now felt the closet I had come ever to death. I had to try really hard to distract myself self I tried talking but I could say anything but ask how long it'll take for us to get to the rodeo. I just kept on trying to think of dry things but all that did was make me thirsty. I was stuck in an endless cycle of pain and torture it got so bad to the point that I had started crying. Everyone in the car started looking at me, my mom had asked what was wrong since she was quite confused just like everyone else in the car. It was then that I scream "I GOTTA PEEE!!!". My mom had quickly pulled over the car and I ran out, I began to struggle to hold it. But then I released.
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