Eight-Teenth Brithday

  No longer a little kid. I’m really eight-teen now. Most people say that they don’t feel any different after they turn eight-teen, but it away I do. It’s kind of hard to explain, but its like something inside me is different.

  I look back on so many things now and can’t believe how much has really changed. I’m moving out with my boyfriend and I am soon to be done with high school. Getting a job and moving on with my life as an adult. Scary to say but I am not an adult.

  I no longer fine the same things funny or the high school drama worth it. I believe looking back now it’s really crazy. I went from spending all my time going to the park or laughing about things that had no meaning. Always listening to the same people who claimed to be my friend talk about me when I wasn’t around. Now I look back and I don’t hang out with the same people as much or even look at them the same. I don’t spend my time down at the park or with those people anymore. That group of friends are people from my past. Yes we had some good times growing up but sooner or later its time to let go.

   I don’t look back on that stuff and miss any of it. I am happier now with the life I live. Soon everything will fall into place and I’ll be right where I want to. I got given a chance and I took it and now I get to enjoy something new. Growing up is hard, but its not something you can hide from….