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I was taking a train home after playing football (near London, England). I had been feeling ill all day and my stomach was hurting on the train. Towards the end of the journey (4 stops from home) I had the unmistakable feeling that I was about to shit myself. There was no toilet on the train, and I thought I could make it to my stop if I paced up and down the carriage. I was the only one in the carriage so I was doing my little poo-poo dance, but as I approached the penultimate stop before mine, my stomach/bowels decided that they could no longer hold in the torrent of shit/ diarrhoea inside me. In shear panic and horror I grabbed a newspaper and shat on it, but loads spilt on to the seat. I grabbed another newspaper and tried to clean up the seat but I left a horrible stench and mess. I don't know what else I could have done. When I got to my stop I took all the newspaper in a carrier bag and waddled home, dumping the bag in a bin. Through some miracle noone saw any of this, and I was able to shower and sleep and forget about it. But ever since I have been overwhelmed with embarrasment and fear of being "caught".
<bot>: Felt ill on a train, couldn't make it home and shat on the seat. Terrible mess was made.