    How It All Started (Fiction)

    It all started one night about 5 years ago. I was on vacation with me
    and my 2 brothers. I woke up at 3:15 am to my little brother telling me
    that it was time to go to the airport for out trip to Colorado. I do
    not think I took more than 3 minutes to get out of bed. I got out and
    went right to the bathroom, not knowing if was going to be able to hold
    it as I have had some problems in the past keeping it in. Of course
    with my luck there was my other brother Jackson who is 8 in the
    bathroom and I knocked on the door and was like, "COME ON! I NEED TO
    PEE!" He was like, "give me one sec, I need to, also." There I was just
    waiting outside of the door jumping up and down trying to hold it the
    best I can.

    The next thing I knew was there was a warm, wet feeling in my pants. I
    knew what happened. Luckily, I was able to stop it before my whole
    bladder was emptied. When Jackson came out he saw that I had a large
    wet spot on my pants. He was like, "Whoa, I did not know you had to go
    that bad," as he, too, knew the all-too-familiar feeling as he had a
    problem-- bedwetting. He told me that it would be okay and that he
    would not tell. I went to the bathroom and it was okay. While I was in
    there something did not feel right and I could not really figure out
    what it was.

    I was back in my room when Seth came in. He was 12 and saw what
    happened. He was like, "bro, it's okay, it happens," and I told him, "I
    am a 15 year old kid! That should not be happening to me!" He reminded
    me that he was 12 and that it was happening to him at night; see,
    bedwetting ran in our family. I had not really wet the bed since I was
    about 13, but I have had some "problems" along the way. During the day
    I would get that urge to go to the bathroom and I would kind ignore it,
    thinking that it would just go away. That sometimes led to having small
    accidents during the day. My mom thought that it was just because I had
    a small bladder, not that I was lazy. Seth told me that since it was
    like a 6-hour plane ride that maybe I should were one of his Pull- Ups
    during the plane ride because you know all of the security and stuff.
    It would be good not to have to stop and pee as I did have to go about
    every 2 hours. I asked him if he was going to wear one and he said yes,
    he might fall asleep on the plane, I told him that I would think about
    it.

    My mom told me to get the stuff in the car. While on the way to the car
    that was not that all that far from the house, I was struck with the
    sudden urge to pee. It was dark still and I just barely made it just
    behind the garage before the gates opened up. My underwear was just a
    little but wet but I went on with getting everything in the car and
    went inside. Seth was packing his carry-on, and I was too. He was like,
    "take 3 Pull-Ups, just in case." I was like, "fine" and had no
    intention to use them. After about 10 more minutes we were off to the
    airport. We got checked in and everything was good go to the gate and
    were going to get something to eat and went to the bathroom. We got on
    the plane and that's when thing got bad.

    (More to come) E-mail me and tell me if you like it.

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