No.2
This one is told from my friend's point of view.
>Be me
>Be 12
>Have to take a crap
>Proceed to bathroom
>Get in the last stall
>yes.webm
>Half way there when I hear a tapping as if someone is gently rapping, rapping at my stall door
>"I need to poop" he says, in a small voice
>"I'll be right out" I reply
>And then I notice
>Oh no
>Oh no nononononono
>No toilet paper
>However, there is a high school math book there
>I rip out a page and proceed to wipe
>I think I got a paper cut
>Finish wiping
>I look up
>There was another roll in the other side of the dispenser
>"GOD DANGIT!" I yell while the rest of my craps hit the floor out of my rage
>I open the stall door, and this kid looks terrified
>I glare daggers as he enters the stall
>I hear a scream
>He stepped in one of my rage poos