Personal Narrative- Transformation from Child to Teenager Essay
Sometimes at night, when it is so dark the darkness becomes almost smothering, I lie awake listening to the cars outside and the endless crying of the baby next door. I think back through my life, to try and comfort me into restful sleep.
I remember summers from my junior high school days. The images are yellow, orange, warm, and happy. Endless summer vacations, the sun almost unbearable with its cruel heat. A time when swimwear wasn’t a terrifying thought, flabby thighs, and see through bikinis were things I was oblivious to. My parents were endless sources of ice-cream cones and drinks, not the embarrassing, overprotective people they have become.
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We were exclusive, we needed no-one else. We scorned at the other girls and made up secret names for them that kept us awake until midnight giggling. The entrance to our room was a taboo, out of bounds to anyone other than ourselves. A place where innocent inquiries could end up with your hand trapped in the door and friendly invites always had hidden agendas. A place where the boys from our group would congregate eagerly trying to guess the password and secret knock. They were a gangly, nerdy crowd, and were endless amusement to us. Toby mistaking the shower for a french toilet, Ben who cried constantly for no apparent reason and Mark the little, hairy one, an unfortunate target for our jokes.
I smile to myself as numerous