Time to eat my mom called I walked slowly to the dinner table. My mother can tell when something is bothering me she calls it her" motherly instincts" . I sat down at the table my mother stared at me for a minute I looked up at her she asked what's wrong with me I said nothing.
Then I asked can I be accused from the dinner table ? She said sure I walked away with a slouch . Later that night my mother came into my room she pulled the sheets off of my face and asked are u having puberty
troubles I said hell no with a attitude. Then she said don't get smart with me young lady I can kick u out my house in a drop of a pencil. Then she asked me are you having boy troubles? I answered slowly and said yes.
She gave me some quick advise and said if your having boy troubles
just tell boy that u just wanna be friends so it doesn't ruin our friendship.
