I was a scout from 7 to my young adult life. Between 7 and 11, the sleeping accommodation was all together in a barn and between 12 and 16, it was 6 to 8 under a tent. We slept all on a inflate mattress and in a sleeping bag.
For my first camp, at 7, we slept on the first floor of a barn. It was the old place to stock the straw and the stair was very steep. So during the night I woke up with a strong need to pee but, because the steep stair and the very dark place, it was impossible for me to just rush outside without my flashlight. I knew that it was just on the right side of my mattress but I couldn't find it. When I started to grope a bit further in the hope to find it, I started to feel some spurt of pee escaping of me. I searched maybe for another minute and when my sleeping bag started to feel wet, I just went outside of it and started to crawl to the stair.
I knew more or less the way to the stair and I groped to avoid to wake up anybody. I didn't want someone notice the wet spot on my pant and further more, on the way to the stair, my body continued betray me at each move. Arrived at the stairs, to my great despair, I could barely see the steps of the stair and my body decide to give up. I quickly stood up, put out my hose and peed on the steps.
Once the pressure was relieve, I was paralyzed and I listened if someone was wake up by the sound of the fall on the steps. At my big relief, every body seemed asleep. So I crawled back quickly before anyone notice. When I entered in my sleeping bag, the pool which seemed small when I leaved, spread in all direction and my sleeping bag was quit humid. I had no choice but to continue my night in this condition.
In the morning, I was wake up by swearwords from one of my scout leader who had walked barefoot in my pee. I just quickly ripped of my wet pajama, went out of my sleeping bag and put some dry clothes on me. He questioned every body but never found out who did this. Hopefully he never checked all the sleeping bags.
The followed night, a night lamp was installed near the stair and my sleeping bag was never hang in the middle of the room to dry. And the funniest thing was that I found my flashlight under my mattress after the lunch.