you are so pleased with your anguish and your sense of completeness that you wet yourself. you feel the warmness spreading down your legs, and start to cry as you scream. Mrs. Smith, and even some of the boys, have started to laugh at you through their tears.
You cry harder, giving way to tears completely. You shudder all over, realizing that wherever you go, people will always ridicule you. Even people who know what it's like to be hurt.