Ann knew she was in trouble, she was thinking of how much trouble she was in as she wiped tears from her eyes. She was in her bed and could feel the dampness of her sheets as well as her pj’s. She cried hard as she herd her mother walking down the hall and towards her room. She knew there was nothing she could do to hide her accident, and she did not have enough time to put on a goodnite. There was nothing she could do, but face the music. As her mother opened the door to her room slowly, she could not help but to think about how she got to this in the first place.
She started to have bed wetting accidents two months ago. At first her mother did not do anything, but she was worried. Best of all she did not tell her sister or any other family about her accidents. But a few weeks into non stop wettings, she finely put her foot down and bought a package of goodnites. She gave them to Ann, expecting her to wear them every night. This did not happen, Ann did not wear them once, she refused. She would always say she was not a baby. But after awhile, Ann’s mom had enough of changing her sheets and started to diaper Ann herself. Sure Ann hated it, but it was what she had to do in order to make Ann wear protection. And this is what has been going on for the past month at bedtime for Ann. And every morning Ann was not allowed to leave her bed until her mom had come in to check her diaper and change her out of them. Ann’s wetting have before better in the past two weeks, only waking up wet three times. So she decided to take off her goodnite after her mom had left the night before and when her mother woke her up the next morning, finding her dry and not wearing a diaper; her mother would know she did not need them anymore. Sadly, that plan did not work out as planned.
She woke up in a very wet bed. Without a diaper on, and her mother would be coming in soon. She tried to dry her tears, but by the time her mother came in, a new wave of tears had already begun. Her mother walked over to her to sooth her, but it did not take her long to notice that the leak was huge. She asked Ann to stand up and found out that she did not wear a diaper to bed. Her mother was right away clearly angry. She told Ann to take a shower right away. After hearing the tone of her mothers voice, she ran into her bathroom and striped out of her soaked clothing. As she threw them into her hamper, she noticed how baldy she truly did wet. She winced at the thought of it. She turned the water on and stepped into the hot water. She took care of herself in the shower quickly and all the while was wondering if she was going to get into trouble or not. Her mother was defiantly mad, but she did not say anything other than to take a shower. She was starting to think that she would get away with a warning or something as she walked out of the shower and started to dry herself off with a towel. She started to think about what her day was going to be like, it was the last Saturday before school got out. That means only one week of school was left.As she walks out of her bathroom, she looks into her sisters room. She was still asleep and from where Ann was standing, she could see her diaper pail. For Sammy also wet the bed. “I am such a hypocrite” Ann thinks to herself as she reflect on all the times that she has made fun of Sam for wetting her bed. She sadly thinks about this as she walks into her room. She removes her towel and throws it on her bed.
She looks at herself in her mirror, she was growing, she thought to herself. She was 15, and could not wait to see how she looked when she was 18. As she thought this, she herd her door open as her mother walked in. Ann quickly covered herself up with her towel and turned around to face her mother. When she did, she saw her mother close and lock her door. “Uh-oh” Ann thinks to herself, thinking that she is about to be scolded by her mother. But then notices when her mother turns around to face Ann, that she was holding something. As Ann looked at it again, she discovered that she was holding a goodnite in her hands and looking at Ann intensely.