In 2007 when i was in 2nd grade my grandpa and grandma came to Haridwar in india from my village Falakata in west bengal india to meet us. My grandma had diabetes so she used to often poop on bed as she couldnt walk properly without other's support. One day she was taken to the toilet by the adults in my house and suddenly on the floor i saw a brownish thing fallen. I thought it would be a broken part of one of my toys so when i touched it, it was slippery and slipped and my hand was smelling badly. Then i realised it was my grandma's poop. I was like yuck then. Please dont tease me i was still in 2nd grade and didnt know what it was until i touched it.