Soon my 13th birthday also joined the party . I don't know how I'm only realising now but it really had to always be on the birthday! Maybe I really am bad luck ! Thirteen. The excitement of becoming a teenager . The joy of growing old.... I really do question why we all thought of it as such a gift ! Everyone did it . We really romanticized it , to becoming higher up in school , Being able to do more , Gaining more trust , - or maybe it was simply the pure delight of saying you were no longer a child anymore. Why we didn't simply expect the mood swings , the spots , the extra responsibilities , the endless piles of homework , the tiredness and just the hell of it all to begin with , bewilders me .
Our parents should really put us out of our misery and be honest about it .
Growing up was never a good thing.
Not for me anyways.
It couldn't really have just been me . Could it ?
Could I really be the only one who went through all of that ?... there's like 7 billion people on this Earth right now!?.... it couldn't just be me .
Right…..
Right?!
tell me I'm right .
Please.
Please someone please tell me I'm right.
Maybe I'm wrong.
Maybe Mum's right.
Maybe I'm "always wrong"
She tells me I'm "never right"
I can't be sure.
No; I'm right.
This time.
I'm right .
Why am I only thinking of this now ? What if I am literally the only one who wished they were warned ? Am I REALLY the only one dreading it ? WOW.
So you're telling me people might really be having the time of their lives .... Partying , sleepovers , stargazing with the love of their life , going to prom , getting their first apartment with their best friend , finally leaving school.
Feeling pure happiness Like their parent's told them. Really ?
Someone tell me how that feels .
I refuse to believe it . It just can't be right. The chances of me getting a happy ending now , well , they're pretty much non-existent.