I tried to impress a boy in second grade by telling him I could do the splits (which was true but didn't matter after the fact).

I ran to the playground with confidence, jumped into the splits, and ripped the entire crotch of my bright red capris.

The tear was so strong that you could HEAR it.

I jumped back up and wrapped my hoodie around my waist, and by some miracle, I had a second hoodie in class that I wrapped around the front, creating a bulky loin cloth to cover my ripped trousers.

It was my first public trousers ripping, but it was not

1 Inadvertent farting. 

2 Soiling your trousers. 

3 Crying in front of your friends.

4 Being made fun of because of your crush.

5 Leaving the zip on your trousers open.

6 Calling the teacher "Mommy."... 7 Confidently yelling the incorrect answer.

"Embarrassing moments in my life" is your one-of-a-kind story.

Such moments, however, occur in everyone's life, whether in school or in adulthood.

It could be a story about your first day in a new team, an awkward holiday event, failing to complete an English task, or forgetting the name of a new friend.

Close your eyes and recall the same story that caused you to experience a storm of emotions.That is what you must wear.Changed Words Structural Changes Longest Unchanged Words

The following are examples of possible stories:

"I was 20 years old at the time."

I had never taken a plane before, so it was a completely unexpected experience for me.

The same day arrived - my first flight.

So I went to the airport, a little excited.

I took a seat near a window because I enjoy looking out the window.

I was desperate to get some fresh air outside.

So I began searching for a way to open the window.

But I didn't succeed.

Some of the passengers looked at me as if they were surprised.

But I noticed a hostess nearby.

I asked her where the window locks were located.

My middle school principal was young and attractive, and he was one of the chaperones at my 8th grade semi-formal. They had closed off the bleachers in the gym where the dance was being held for some reason- I didn't get the memo and was sitting on the top bleacher during a slow song. Hunky Principal walks over and waves me down, yelling something at me that I couldn't hear over the music...so in my INSANE 13-year-old puberty brain, I thought, “Well OBVIOUSLY he MUST be calling me down to slow dance with him because he sees me sitting here alone and is trying to be nice, that's the ONLY logical thing that could be happening right now!”waving his arms back, urging me to come down, and I'm doing this whole *aww shucks* thing, waving him away, smiling and blushing.

Finally, he cups his hands over his mouth and yells loudly enough for me to hear "NO.

My mother used to send me to school with a yoghurt as a "healthy snack" when I was in elementary school. I'm not sure why she thought dollar-store yoghurt would keep well throughout the school day, but that's what I had. When my classmates noticed me eating room temperature soggy yoghurt, they began making fun of me. I don't recall being upset because I didn't want to eat soggy yoghurt either, and they weren't being mean. My teacher overheard the other students making fun of me, but she completely misheard them. So she declares loudly in front of the entire class that everyone should stop teasing me about my bad breath. Nobody was joking.Until that day, I blamed myself for having bad breath.

My teacher gave the entire class a reason to mock me, and they did.

Even after nearly 20 years, I still cringe.