Motherly

You were the youngest of three siblings. You were the last left to grow up. You didn't want to though. You enjoyed climbing trees and pulling light-hearted pranks and telling bedtime stories to your neices and nephews. You're sixteenth birthday was coming up and your parents decided that you would start to shape up and mature by going to a boarding school. You argued with your parents, trying to convince them to not send you away but their minds were made up and now there was a month left before you had to grow up.