The night I was struck with fear began as any other ordinary night.
I put on pajamas, brushed my teeth, washed my face and went to bed.
I am 24 years old, but I think I have an 88-year-old bladder.
I woke up around midnight, like so many other nights, and had to pee.
I got up and blindly made my way to the dark bathroom.
I situated myself on the porcelain prince and prepared to do what I had been called there to do... when I saw something out of the corner of my eye.