Here's a good one: The Tampax Incident

My best friend and I were around 9. We'd sleep over each other's houses every weekend. She asked me if I had my period. I, not even knowing what that was, said "of course". She, not even really knowing what it was said "I have mine, too, and we need Tampax".

So, we started taking tampons from our mothers, without them knowing, and lying to each other that we had our periods. We had to figure out how they worked. What's with the cardboard tubes? We settled on removing the cotton, throwing away the cardboard, and sticking the cotton in our panties, like a pad.

Except there was nothing to keep them in place, and tampons were falling through the legs of our shorts as we walked around and rode our bikes around the neighborhood.

This went on for months. We would hide the wrappers and cardboard tubes in my toy chest.

One day, I came home from school, and my toy chest is in the dining room. My mother and older sister sit at the table with that interrogation look on their faces. They start cross examining me about what these wrappers are and what did I do with the tampons, and where did I put the tampons? DID YOU PUT THEM UP YOU?????

I was mortified. I was punished. I was forbidden from seeing my best friend. My mother called her mother and made a whole Federal case about what we did with tampons.

My friend later told me her mother couldn't care less, and she wasn't in trouble at all. They thought my mother overreacted and felt sorry for me.