My Most Embarrassing Moment

My Most Embarrassing Moment Some things ar easier to remember, than to forget. I can remember my most humiliateing moment as if it falled yester daylight. Ive tried to forget ab knocked break(p) this moment all my life, only it just never goes a elbow room. I can think back to that day and just laugh. I was nine-spot years old, and I was attending unsophisticated school. I was starting my fourth part grade year with no friends. I was a quiet and shy somebody, so I never hung out with the other kids. After a few months I manage to line friends and wasnt so shy eithermore, until one day. It was Monday December 10, 1999. Like any other day I got up and ready for school.I notice that it was in truth cold outside, so I asked my mom to drop me off at school. On my arrival, I without delay entered the school and went elaboratestairs to the cafeteria, where I met with about of my classmates. Time passed by and the first bell ran and everyone including myself started heading upst airs to homeroom. My homeroom was on the 4th floor. I used to hate this because by the measure I would get to the 4th floor, I would be tired and running out of breath. While trying to my catch breath, I had to walk all the way down this long hallway, just to get to my classroom, which was room 313.I finally got there, and immediately went inside the classroom, and said hi to my teacher Miss. Fitzgerald. I sat down in my assign seat, which was the first seat on the second row. As we were waiting for the rest of the class to come in, my friend Raul, who was sitting croup me said hi. He usually didnt talk to me, because I was kindredwise shy. And I didnt talk to him, because he was consider the cutes boy in my class, who every girl used to like. But to me he was just like any other boy who pretended to be a green Justin Timberlake, but with no fame. We exchanged a few words and consequentlyce the teacher begun to lecture.Hours when by and it was finally time for lunch. After fo rming a line, we started to go downstairs to the cafeteria. As we went down, I started to smell the food, which that day we were having pizza. It smelled like patrician cheese melting down in warm tomato do I couldnt wait to sit and eat. Shortly after that, it was time to return to class. Once again, we made a line and headed upstairs. As we got to the fourth floor, I felt someone touch my butt. I turn almost quickly to figure out who had touched me inappropriately and the only person I saw behind me was my friend Raul.I didnt know what to do, my substance was pumping like if I had just gotten chase by zombies. I was so scared that I started to cry. Everyone gazed at me, wondering what was wrong. In the meantime, my teacher Miss. Fitzgerald unplowed asking me in a loud tone of voice, What is the problem Coyna? I didnt want to answer her in front of the whole class. She then kept asking me the same question in louder tone of voice. I had no choice, but to tell her out loud, Ra ul touched my butt At the moment, my body went numb. My face turned red as a strawberry.I was so embarrass because no one has ever touched me like that before. Everyone kept looking at me with eagle eyes, as if I was their prey hunt. In my mind I just keep express oh my god wherefore did this happened to me and why are all eyes on me. I felt so uncomfortable that I wanted to hide under a rock and not come out in years. We finally got to the classroom where Miss. Fitzgerald ordered the rest of the class to go inside. She then asked Raul if what I was saying was true, and Raul denied everything making me look like a liar. Consequently, the teacher didnt do anything but give Raul a warning.Afterward, I felt very embarrass and didnt talk to anybody for a whole week, including the teacher. Finally, every time I think about this experience in Elementary School I cant help myself but to laugh. I was only nine years old in the fourth grade, who would had thought that something like this could had happen to me. It was not a pleasant situation I just concupiscence I was matured comely to handle it differently. However, I was fortunate enough to learn from such experience, even though I am dormant embarrassed about that day. Just remember that what happens unexpectedly stays forever and a day as a memory.