It wasn't until a week before she graduated from junior high that her classmates noticed there was blood on her buttocks after she returned to the classroom from cleaning.
Before that, she had fallen several times in the designated cleaning area of the classroom, her entire capri pants were soaked with dirty water, and with the bloodstain on her buttocks, she looked extremely disheveled.
However, she didn't have any sanitary napkins at that time. When she asked her classmates to borrow some, none of them would give her any. They would either say that they didn't bring any because they weren't there, or that they needed to use them themselves.
It was summer then, and she wore very little clothing. Her pants got dirty, and she didn't have a jacket to cover them. The school also had a rule that students couldn't go back to their dormitories during the day. If they wanted to go back, they had to explain to their class teacher and then to the logistics teacher. Only after the logistics teacher gave their approval could they go back. It was all very troublesome.
She had no choice but to wear those pants, and after class, she would use toilet paper to pad her feet, then sit in her seat, afraid to move.
However, some boys in the class knew that there was blood on her pants, so they deliberately came over and asked her why she didn't go to the toilet, saying that she was sitting still the whole time.
She told the boys to get lost, but all she got in return was their laughter and mockery; some girls even joined in the laughter.
That evening after self-study, she waited until everyone had left before getting up and leaving the classroom.
She wanted to buy a pack of sanitary napkins at the school store, but she had heard from her classmates that they were one yuan more expensive there than outside, costing six yuan a pack.
Back then, her meal expenses were covered by a subsidy she applied for. Every week, her teacher would top up her meal card, and Grandma Liu would give her two yuan a week for pocket money, telling her not to waste money.
She knew her family was poor, and apart from sometimes feeling envious and jealous of other children, she never squandered money.
She saved all her pocket money, but when she arrived at school that week, her math teacher said she had to pay ten yuan to buy practice papers for the high school entrance exam.
She only had three yuan left.
Finally, I bought a large roll of toilet paper for two yuan, which barely got me through the last two days.
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