Life Just being a girl.
It all starts out so simple so serin but then wam there is it is the first sing that your differint. When you looked at boys it was simple they were just boy someone to hang out with someone to talk to that was all just like every one eals. Now whats going on there is butterflys in my stomic and there are there little buppes on my chest. Why is it that I get like this when I look at a guy. Then the boys start acting weared to now what I oh know Im bleading great now once a monthe Im going to be in pain, uncmfortable,moody and be bleeding for a week thats great. Well time goes on then we sit back and look at all there is we have hips now we have a chest now our hair is nicer and there is make up on our faces. We like boy the boys deffinatly like us and life is a little back to the way it was agean with a small change of datting. So we date we get hurt some put on a strong face and others dont but it all hurts. We go to school we graduat then we start the life of being an adult when were there its something even more strange that you could think so someone being on there own at such an early age. I life goes on we fall in love we marry and have kids. Then the unfomiller felling happons agean from something new happoning with your body but this time it last nign mothes. At the end of our time we look around we know see we have a family. We watch it grow and hope for the best then we go and let the kids grow to do there best. We grow old and look at the family and we think life was hard but I would of never changed being me.