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"Come on in" my dad said. A burley man with a big beard walked into the house and gave me a weird look as I lay on the couch sobbing to myself. My whole body was revealed to the man as the baby diaper lay half on me. "I think we found our man. Well, man might not be the best word." The guy said. "I think we did find just the baby who left those at your house" my dad said taking the diapers from the man and putting them in my face. "Well, this doesn't smell like soda" I had no answer. I was completely defeated. My father called my mom into the room and said he'd be right back. He went to the back of the house while my mom and this stranger watched over me, talking too quietly for me to hear. I didn't know what my dad was doing until he came back into the house with my uncle james. "I was going to go to the store and buy you some diapers that fit, but james told me that your cousin Brittany still wets the bed and that her goodnights would probably fit you." James went to his bag and pulled out a pink diaper with flowery designs on it. He handed it to my dad who stood me up and comanded I pick up my legs one at a time as he slid the diaper onto me. I was mortified and felt like a baby, even more as I started bawling uncontrollably. My dad laughed and told me I looked cute then told me to go back outside where the adults could keep an eye on me. I knew not to cross my dad when he was already angry so I slowly walked out the door, only to have all the adults burst out in laughter. Even the kids, including Brittany, who was 14, laughed at me. I felt smaller than a real baby

I went back outside and my parents saw the giant circle of wetness on my pants. My dad got furious and picked me up again. I tried to break free but I couldn't. He carried me, struggling the whole way, inside his house and practically threw me on the couch. "Dad, dad!" I pleaded. "Babe, get me a diaper," my dad called to my mom. She went to the bathroom. "Its not my fault" I begged. My dad pulled off my underwear and pants again, only much harsher this time. My mom handed him a diaper and went to the kitchen. My dad meanwhile worked on keeping me still and getting the diaper on me while I started to cry. "Its just pop" I mumbled through my tears as a knock came at the door simultaneously. My dad told me to stay while he answered the door. "Hello, I think somone here left these in my little boys toy truck."

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At the pool party I met all kinds of family I never even knew I had. It was being thrown at my cousin stephans house, who had two baby girls. After swimming until it got dark, I got out and went to the bathroom. Im a snoopy kid, so I peered inside all the cupboards and cabinets in the bathroom and under the sink I found where all the diapers for his girls were kept. I thought of the accident I had earlier and how babyish I had felt as my dad made me sit until I "pottied". I had never thought of wearing diapers before in my life, but as I looked at these, the idea crossed my mind. Unfortunetly, they were for babys and much too small for me so I simply held one under me, released half my bladder, then held the other one under me and let myself go the rest of the way. I felt naughty, but kind of enjoyed the experience. But alas, I folded the diapers inside of each other and stuffed them into my pants to dispose of before I got in trouble for the act. I went back outside and around the house. I started walking down the road and saw a house with a car that kids drove around outside of it with garbage piled inside it. I figured it was a big garbage item and stuffed the dirty diapers into the depths of the trash and left. Meanwhile, everyone was around the pool drinking beers and sodas and since I was too young to drink, I grabbed a coke. My cousin julie and I went into the house and to a play room where she took a ball and threw it at me, wanting to play. This act however only resulted in mess as the ball seemed to move in slow motion, hitting my can and pushing it into my face, crushing the side of the can and spilling soda everywhere including soaking the couch we were on and leaving a big circle of wetness on the cotherwise dry clothes id just changed into.

I couldn't believe this was happening but I couldn't fuss. I felt conforted and glad that for once my dad was making me feel better instead of yelling or cursing at me. We got into mcdonalds and my dad took me into the bathroom. He carried me all the way into a stall before pulling off my shirt and undoing my pants. I kind of wanted to complain but instead just looked down in shame, quietly sobbing to myself. "Its ok, kiddo." He said consoling me as he pulled down my wet jeans and boxers in one swift motion. This time, I believed him. He picked me up a little again but set me down on the toilet, telling me to finish my bussiness before we ate, because he didn't want anymore accidents. I didn't have to go anymore, but I pushed and sat for what had to be ten minutes. My dad told me we couldn't leave until I pottied. Finally I started to poop and my dad kissed my forehead. "Good job, Zach" he said and I wiped myself. My dad left for a minute but came back in with a change of clothes that I assume my mom had got from my suitcase. He let me change in privacy but waited outside the stall so when I was done, we washed our hands and went to eat. I could tell Becca and shane were snickering under their breath and my ego dropped a little but after eating we loaded back into the car and nothing was said until we reached Tennessee. Once there we had to set up for the family reunion that would be tomorrow so we set everything up then went to my cousins house for a pool party.

Well the dads a big guy and and the kids not the biggest kid ever. I've actually seen a dad carry a kid who had to of at least been 16, but it was out of anger so I figure it could definetly happen if the kid doesn't fuss, which Zach, the main character doesn't. Sorry for the confusion.

It was the most embarrasing moment of my life. Six hours ago we had packed into the van, my parents, my little brother, my little sister and I, for the ten hour drive to Tenessee. Now, I was 17 and in the peak of my rebellious stage, as my mother called it, so when she said "we're about to leave, all kids try to use the potty." My initial reaction, as if reflex, was" im not a kid. And I don't have to go "potty"."but I did. I thought I could hold it, and I guess I was right. As we drove along for four hours the feeling came and went through my system until it went away and I fell asleep, nustled under the dora the explorer blanket my 10 year old sister brought. At the five hour half way mark, my parents stopped at a gas station, but I was fast asleep so they didn't wake me up. As they stopped and did their bussiness then loaded back into the van and drove more, my 8 year old brother decided he was hungry and was, as usual, very verbal about it. As chants came from the back seat "food food, im hungwy!" I was slowly woken up. As I drifted out of my dream and back into reality, it hit me, sometime during my nap id wet myself. It was the most embarrasing moment of my life. Thoughts jolted through my mind, wondering what my parents and siblings would say, when they'd discover the accident, what I would say, and worst of all, how it would be dealt with. We drove for another thirty minutes before my parents couldn't stand another minute of hearing Shane chant and Becca occasionally joining in. They stopped at a mcdonalds and got out of the car. I quickly pretended to still be sleeping so when my parents opened the door and becca and shane jumped out, I was left for my parents to pull the covers off of me, revealing my soaking jeans and the drenched seat. My parents seemed to gasp in unison and I thought for sure the screaming would begin, but to my surprise my mother shook me gently awake and I stirred a little at a time, pretending to moan in grogginess every little bit but I opened my eyes and looked down and as the reality hit me that I was sitting there soaking wet from my own pee as my parents stared at me in awe and disgust, I began to cry softly. My mom unbuckled my seat belt and told my dad to get me while she took the babies inside. My dad picked me up and I didn't know what to do, so I simply sat over his shoulder crying into him as he carried me into mcdonalds.

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