When I was at the primary school, I almost explored every corner of it during playing with friends, helping our teachers collecting homeworks and so on. But there is one place I hardly ever visit, which is the restroom. I only went to the restroom of my primary school like twice for a whole semester. What I think about my resistance for going to the restroom is because there is no door for each cell for your privacy at all, and there is no toilet either, but my classmates have different opinions. I still remember when once I can't hold it till I got home anymore and I went to the restroom, a classmate saw me and said "Hey you do have a peanut ! We were saying that you don't have one so that you don't want to go to the restroom." I was shocked of course, and ask every boy classmate what do they know about why I'm not going to restroom. 3 of them said I fell on the floor of the restroom very hardly, 5 of them were very sure that someone pee on me from the back at the first day of school when I went to restroom, and the rest of them thought there is something wrong with my excrete system. What's the truth we never know, did my memory fool me or their's fool them, or it's just denial happening to me, which will sadly make all what they said become true. We all believe in what we want to believe, guess that's why photographs are invented to take evidence, embarrassing or happiness. Sorry to the guys who happen to read all these 3-18-1-16, but I'm really not good at this, even whenI'm taking it seriously Orz
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