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"During undergrad, I was studying with this really cute guy, and we had been flirting — or so I thought! Because one time, he folded a paper into the shape of a heart and gave it to me! So, I was head over hills for him since day one, and I spent all my time with him staring at him.
Finally, one day, my friends convinced me to invite him to my birthday party. My friend talked me up about embracing this opportunity for the both of us, because she also had a crush on him, too!
Anyway, when I invited him, he told me that he'd love to go — BUT that he was going to PICK UP HIS GIRLFRIEND first. What a major disappointment." - Joyce Ferreira
"I found out that my ex was going to be at the New Year's party I was going to, and I was worried it would ruin my night. So I invited a crush from a nearby city to come, but he actually invited me to his city and said we could celebrate with his family. So I bought this killer outfit and packed my bags.
He picked me up at the bus station, and we had lunch at the mall because according to him, it would take too long for lunch to be ready at his house. Everything was running smoothly until he said, 'I have a lot of relatives staying in the house, so we won't be able to able alone for a while, but I want to get to know you better.'
Long story short: We went to a motel. And when we were done, he said: 'I got something to tell you. Don't be upset, OK? But there's no way you can spend New Year's with us. My whole family will be there, and they'll think you're my girlfriend. But don't worry, I'll take you to the bus station again.'
I've never felt SO STUPID in my entire life. He dropped me off at the bus station and, to avoid feeling like an even bigger loser, I called a friend in town and ended up spending New Year's with him. And it was one of the best New Year's ever! Strangely." - Bruna Lopez
"Three months before I turned 18, I went out with a bunch of friends, and I decided to make a bet with a friend on who could drink more vodka. Of course, as a tiny girl, I lost. And it hit me hard! I got up to go to the bathroom at one point, and everything was spinning, so I peed myself and threw up.
The end result: I was taken to the hospital because I almost was in an alcoholic coma. They called Child Services because I was still a minor, and my friend called my mother. I was so nervous that they had to give me sedatives when I saw my parents at the hospital. The day after, at home, my parents were laughing their asses off at me.
To this day, I feel stupid and humiliated about making the bet, but after hearing some family stories, I realized that my aunts, my dad, and even my grandma had all done stupid stuff after drinking too much. It is what it is, right?" - Raissa Pelagagi Ximenes
"Last year, I had a crush on this Paraguayan boy from college. I always tried to dress up for that class we had. This one time, I wore lipstick, stockings, and a dress that showed off my cleavage and a lace bra. But every time I was looking hot, he skipped class.
The day I looked plain ugly, he showed up. Like the crazy person that I am, I made up a story about interviewing foreign people for a project in order to get his number. I later sent him interview questions and then kind of opened up my heart to him and said I thought he was cute. And the son of a bitch replied: 'Thanks, have a good day.'" - Rita Paiva
"I matched on Tinder with this girl from the co-working space I worked at. She had been working there for a little while, but I had never seen her in person. So I told my friends about her and showed her picture to them at work.
Two days later, she sent me a message on the app because she was pissed about me showing her Tinder profile to everyone. Apparently, she had been having lunch at the table NEXT TO MINE, and I didn't see her. I was so embarrassed. I apologized and even asked her out for a beer as a second chance, but she never spoke to me again. To this day, I still haven't seen her in person, and if I did, I don't think I would recognize her." - Awa Maia
"My friend and I used to switch MSN emails so she could login to mine while I was logged on hers. She knew I was in love with her cousin, and she tried to set me up with him. Then, one time, I logged in her MSN and asked him myself, while pretending to be her: 'Lukas, why don't you go out with Barbara?" He replied: 'You know very well why.' And I was like: 'No, I don't." And we went back and forth...
Until he said: 'Because I am in love with you, Miriã. I love you and I've told you that thousands of times.' I was in shock." - Bárbara Jardim
"This one time, a giant bouquet of flowers was delivered to the office with my name on it. I texted my man to thank him, but he said he didn't send anything. I read the card again and realized it was for another Larissa, not me. At the end of the day, I lost the bouquet and my man, because he thought I was cheating on him with somebody else." - Larissa Miziara
"I was walking with a friend to our college parking lot, which was under construction. As we walked by, a group of construction workers started cat-calling us. I got really angry.
And to show how upset I was, I peeled out with my car and ... drove STRAIGHT INTO A TREE that was in the middle of the parking lot. To this day, I can hear their laughter. I was so embarrassed by my bad driving that I didn't even get out of the car to see the damage. I just drove away, without looking back." - Diana Corrêa
"I was at a 15th birthday party, and the ballroom had a spiral staircase. There was a gap between the staircase and the wall, and all the kids who reached the last curve of the stairs would just jump through the gap instead of walking down the stairs. Since I was very well behaved, I didn't do that. I just walked down the stairs.
But then, I tried to be cool and do it too, and I GOT STUCK! My dress was hanging up while my legs, panties, and tights were swinging, and my sister was trying to pull me off to save me. But she was laughing so hard that she couldn't do anything. I was desperately screaming for help and she was just laughing her ass off. It was one of the most embarrassing moments of my life." - Barbara Pelegrino
"I had been admiring this girl from a distance for months, because I had zero guts to go up and talk to her. Then, one day, at a freshman party on campus, I was with a friend waiting in line to grab a drink, and I told her I really wanted to talk to this girl. She was very supportive and encouraged me, so I went over to her, looking very confident.
Little did I know there was a hole in my way. My foot got stuck, and I fell to the ground like a piece of poop. The girl saw me and came to help me, but I was so wasted that I just looked stupid trying to talk to her. She gave me a glass of water, and another friend came to help me. The day after, my foot looked like an elephant leg and, obviously, I never had the courage to talk to her again." - Luísa Gonçalves
"Once, during a test in fourth grade, everyone was asking to go to the bathroom. I really needed to pee, but when I raised my hand to ask to go to the bathroom as well, she said she wasn't going to let anyone else leave.
I was afraid to disagree with her, so I tried to hold it until the end of the test. When I couldn't hold it anymore, I called her over. She took my test, and I asked her if I could go to the bathroom. But it was too late, and I ended up peeing myself when I got up. I ran away and cried because of all the embarrassment. But then I had to go back to the classroom, only to find out that I had gotten the worst grade in the class. As if it couldn't get more humiliating." - Rafaela Carvalho
"Once in college, I started feeling sick. So I left campus and started walking to the bus stop. There was a bus just like the one I always take at the stop, and it was about to leave. Since my bus only comes every half hour, I ran like crazy, tripped on the sidewalk, skinned my knee, and still missed the bus.
The best part? It wasn't even my bus. I embarrassed myself in front of a bunch of students for a random bus." - Milla Massilon
This post was translated from Portuguese .
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This is a coming of age story about a young transgender girl who still requires "protection" at night.

CH. 1

I was born and raised in the very progressive neighborhood of west, my mother is a very established cosmetician (hair/make up artist) and has her salon. I was her only child, her son (at first), my father had run off while I was little, though my mother did an excellent job raising me up.

Even though I was eventually potty trained I still had the occasional accident at night while growing up. Even though I tried to hide it from her, my mother would always find out that I had an accident. As a result she would make me wear Goodnites the next couple nights, and check them every morning, if I was wet I would have to wear another week.

As I got older the accidents had stopped and the remaining Goodnites were stuffed far in the back of my underwear drawer. I started to feel grown up and different. At this time I had also started to become interested in girls, but unlike other boys, I was more interested in their clothes, make up and yes shoes!

Not long after my curiosity about girl's clothing and make up lead to experimentation. My mother, being as fashionable as she was at the time, had a very extensive wardrobe, and every chance I got I was trying on her clothes. I tried on everything from shoes and make up to panties and dresses, but was always careful to place everything back just the way I found it.

One day when I pretended to be sick so that I could stay home from school. After a few fake coughs and sneezes my mother gave me some cold medicine, wished me well, and left for work. A few moments after she had left I was exploring her closet for todays outfit.

Not long into my search I found a cute little summer dress, it was pink and sleeveless. On top of her dresser I found a pair of pink and purple striped bikini panties, that were brand new and still had the tag. I was careful not to rip the tag as I slid them on, they fit perfect. Next I picked out my favorite bra, it was padded and fit perfect, I had worn it many times before.

After sliding the dress on I went over to her make up table, and started brushing my hair. I had been going it out for sometime, and it was already shoulder length. I teased it for a while trying different hair ties and bands, finally deciding just to leave it down.

Next was make up (a girl has to look her best right?). I stared with some blush and applied it generously to my cheeks. Then I applied a little mascara to my lashes, and attempted to add some eye liner though I quickly gave up after not really knowing how to do it. Lastly I added some rosey red lipstick and was satisfied with my face and headed off to the kitchen for a snack.

After grabbing a snack, I went into the den to watch some TV. I flipped channels for a while trying to find an appropriate program for a young lady. I settled on the home and garden channel, though what ever the program was could not keep my attention and I quickly dozed off.

I woke up to find my mother in the room, she had come home for lunch to see how I was doing. I quickly remembered that I was in a dress and make up, HER dress and make up. I was a little embarrassed, though she did not seem to be bothered by it. Instead the first thing she said to me was, "Honey you had an accident." I looked down to find that the dress was soaked, I quickly jumped up off the couch revealing that I had soaked her brand new panties.

My mother took me to the bathroom and started to run the water in the bath. She mentioned that perhaps the cold medicine that she gave me knocked me out, and that perhaps it caused me to relax a little to much causing the accident. I pulled the dress off and she turned and looked at me saying "oh sweetie, that bra is way to big for you... and what is up with your make up?" I asked if she was upset with me, she said "No, not at all, I knew I would catch you at some point." I asked, "how did you know." she responded "a woman can tell when someone else has been using her make up, and I know how you fold your clothes." She smiled, I smiled back, then I turned and hopped into the shower, she picked up the clothes and underwear and said to me "when ever you are ready to talk about this, I am here for you."

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This is a good start to the story. There are a few spelling and grammar errors. Might I ask if English is a second language? I don't mean to be offensive with the question in reading this I had read it with a Latina voice as it rings as if your primary language is Spanish.

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Please finish your story. It started so well.

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YES IT IS A GOOD START.
please continue the story.

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Guys, it doesn’t seem like an update is coming soon, as she posted this in March of 2016, and have not updated since. A great story though. Cheers!

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EFO. Embarrassment in Front of Others. It’s one of the most painful phenomenons known to man (and woman). We’ve all been there at some point in our lives. Maybe you tripped in front of a group of people. Maybe you threw up all over the girl or boy you had a crush on. Maybe you tripped and then threw up. Maybe you watched Meet the Parents with your actual parents when you were in seventh grade . It’s all humiliating and it keeps us up at night.
Take a look at these embarrassing stories from AskReddit and try not to sympathy cringe for these poor souls.
Here’s one thing I hate about grocery store lines: they’re all separate. I would much prefer that everyone wait in a single line and move to the next available cashier, like in customs.
Because we all know how much we hate waiting in line and seeing everyone around us go much, much quicker.
Well, I was having a particularly bad day, and I chose a particularly slow line in the grocery store. Ridiculously slow. Lines twice as long were sailing through, and I wasn’t moving at all.
And then I realized the problem. The cashier was taking his sweet time, swiping groceries through one at a time, using only one hand. He didn’t care. Some teenager with a scowl on his face, probably forced to work there by his parents.
Finally I’d had enough. I snapped. “This line is huge! Things would go a lot quicker if you used two hands.”
The two people in front of me turned and stared with looks of horror and disgust, and finally, the cashier, with a totally blank look on his face, turned toward me as well.
His left arm had been amputated at the shoulder.
I went camping with some friends once and we ate some shrooms. At one point I had to go to the bathroom so I went to find the bathroom on the camp ground, did my business, and went back to our campsite.
I grabbed a beer from the cooler and it was Bud Light and I thought that was weird because I don’t drink Bud Light and neither do any of my friends, but I just wanted something cold in my mouth so I didn’t care.
I sat down at the fire and started drinking my beer and I realized everybody had gone quiet and was staring at me. First I was like “Why aren’t you guys talking? Did I fart?” then “Why are you staring at me like that??”
Then it clicked…”OH MY GOD YOU’RE NOT MY FRIENDS WHERE AM I??” I went to the wrong camp site and just plopped my tripping self down at the fire with a family of 4 (a husband and wife and two kids).
They just looked horrified. I’ll never forget the look on their faces. T
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