Loss can be defined as the process of losing someone or something. It is a hard process everyone experiences, including me. I have been very fortunate in my life. At the age of sixteen, I still have both sets of grandparents which means I have never been through a death in the family, yet I still understand what loss feels like. The loss I went through only involves one person- myself. Life does not give you a choice on whether you want to grow up or not. If it were that easy, I would choose to remain a kid forever. I was forced to get older by a familiar thing known as time. Time never slows down, time never stops, and time never rewinds no matter how bad you wish it would. It steadily keeps moving forward until one day your time is up.
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This was now the new unknown to me. I still had the same friends in my life, but our conversations drifted from talking about our unrealistic dreams to gossiping about other people. We no longer saw the opposite gender as monsters with contagious cooties that could be spread like a wildfire. They became attractive people in our eyes, and the hormones of some girls got in the way of maintaining a relationship with their old friends. That is the thing about hormones, it drives teenage girls to change who they are. As I sat in class, my mind became focused on the lesson at hand because I now had to strive for good grades. If I failed a class, the consequence was no longer a spanking on my rear end; the consequence was potentially not getting into a …show more content…
In one simple transition, my life long friends suddenly became complete strangers to me. I was forced to mature and come to the upsetting, yet truthful, realization that people change. As much as I wanted to blame others for changing, I had changed too. I started becoming my own individual person who did not enjoy doing harmful things to my body unlike the other people I use to know. I enjoyed being in the presence of laughter instead of gossip. It was hard to see the people I use to be so close with and not acknowledge their
I …show more content…
This was now the new unknown to me. I still had the same friends in my life, but our conversations drifted from talking about our unrealistic dreams to gossiping about other people. We no longer saw the opposite gender as monsters with contagious cooties that could be spread like a wildfire. They became attractive people in our eyes, and the hormones of some girls got in the way of maintaining a relationship with their old friends. That is the thing about hormones, it drives teenage girls to change who they are. As I sat in class, my mind became focused on the lesson at hand because I now had to strive for good grades. If I failed a class, the consequence was no longer a spanking on my rear end; the consequence was potentially not getting into a …show more content…
In one simple transition, my life long friends suddenly became complete strangers to me. I was forced to mature and come to the upsetting, yet truthful, realization that people change. As much as I wanted to blame others for changing, I had changed too. I started becoming my own individual person who did not enjoy doing harmful things to my body unlike the other people I use to know. I enjoyed being in the presence of laughter instead of gossip. It was hard to see the people I use to be so close with and not acknowledge their