Anyways, today is my birthday and I'm officially turning 13 at 10:35 or 11:35 tonight (it's a pretty sort of complicated short story). I'm pretty excited and upset in a way because.. I'm a teenager and no longer a child but I'm still a kid? It feels like it was just yesterday that my mom bought me a book at a clinic and and then it was stolen in just a few hours by a homeless woman at the "6 blocks away" park. That's something I remember from when I was about 4 or 5. I felt very uncomfortable and insecure knowing that I couldn't even leave a book on the slide for less than a minute or two, maybe three.. or four. Yes, my friend and there's probably a lot more of those "It feels like yesterday.." feelings to come as I grow older.
From what I remember, I've always wanted to get to the age of 20 because I would get that feeling that says just one more year and I'll be able to do anything that I wasn't supposed to do. To me that's the age where I'm kind of new but old at the same time. Where I'll be able to make my own choices (even though peers could still come in). But what scares me is College. It's not necessarily the hard work but I'm not sure I really want to discuss this on my blog - well, at least not yet.
Oh, and I wasn't really ashamed of letting others know my age. It was most likely for the safety reasons and I thought that people would just leave my blog (if they ever somehow just sort of ended up here) if they knew my age (I'm sure that's not really being ashamed). So, I've just decided if my age really matters that badly that it's troubling for them to read my blog well then...... "I don't know" but that doesn't really seem to bother me as much anymore.
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by Sarah, who made it during class. Thank you!
-VALy, <3
