Hey everybody! Today Melanie tell her story. "Nothing really nasty about it… but it's about the menstruation and my friend’s reaction to it. He knew nothing of the female anatomy. Well, as well as me.
And we and didn’t object, ‘cause the two of us would still have more fun. Until we were 7, we really thought, that we were a brother and a sister. Then «the truth revealed» and we knew that our parents were completely different. But it did not affect our friendship.
Honestly, I never took Vince as a boyfriend. He knew about me so much and he saw such things, that it’s easier just to shoot him, because he was a living compromising evidence. This story is a real story that kids don’t usually tell to each other, they only laugh about it. So, we promised to keep it in a secret, because we both screwed up. But I think we can tell it anonymously, so that other boys and girls could learn from our mistakes.
So, we were 13. We argued about something, but in a very quiet way. Otherwise, they would simply deprive us of a TV set.
My mom was still at work. She works in shifts. She was about to finish her job in two hours, then she needed one more hour for a journey to home. Anyway, we didn’t wait for her too soon. And Vince's mom asked us to sit quietly. She went out somewhere. I think, she was having classes in a driving school. So, she left. There were just the two of us, no adults. Oh, yeah, and we both grew up without dads.
And so, I flew over the couch. In my mind, I was already looking forward to see Vince laughing when he understood what was going on… I turned to see the place where he sat and I saw... a big spot of blood! I recognised it in the light, almost white, upholstery. It was just in the place, where my ass was. It was a huge and disgustingly-red spot of blood. At that moment I felt my heart sank into my boots.
Vince was sitting on the floor. He couldn’t see this ugliness from his place. But for some reason, he felt silent too. Then he was murmuring something strange, like he had lost the power of speech. I turned to him, and he stared at my back. He mumbled something, and even poked his finger where it was not necessary. Of course, I went up to the mirror. The picture there was a little worse than on the couch! My jeans were bright too, and now they have become crimson. Unlike the sofa, they were constantly changing their location.
The ambulance quickly arrived. Well, they usually came quickly when the case is about kids or teens. But the paramedic didn't look happy with our responsibility – she asked what had happened, looked at my bloody ass and started yelling from the doorway. She yelled no-one really was dying and we needed first to study our anatomy and physiology, instead of glaring in the cartoons. However, she cooled down a little later.
She gave me some pads. She explained on her fingers how to use them. So, I ran home to take a shower and put on a new device. I threw out my jeans in the washing machine, because the paramedic said to change quickly, and go back down as quickly as possible. Then we sat down on the clean chairs. The paramedic poured some hydrogen peroxide on the sofa. Later she gave us the most humiliating lecture of my life. It was about the girls development, menstruation and why in such cases, you just have to put on a pad, instead of calling the ambulance.
It was a hard time for Vince too. We knew why we were so stupid.
The remaining time before our parents returned was perfect. We were washing the sofa. Yeah, the peroxide helped, thanks to the paramedic again. But we also used the brush and instead of being red that bloodstain became yellow. Then we washed my jeans again in the cold water, and ate a chocolate cake to overcome stress".

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