|When I was young I biked to school and I noticed that everyone was looking at me with a strange face. Once I arrived at my friends house to bike the last bit together, she laughed and said: WHAT DO YOU HAVE ON YOUR FACE?
I looked in the mirror and saw that a bird had pooped on my forehead. It was a funny moment, but the way my friend shouted at me made me feel shame. Now, when I’m on my bike, I still check mirrors in cars to see if something had pooped on my forehead. (You may laugh, I know it’s also a bit funny.)|