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Growing Pains

Growing Pains

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Going through puberty, Gloria's joints hurt. The bones in her legs ached and the joints in her elbows creaked. Every part of her body just plain hurt. "Growing pains" her mother called them. Her body was stretching and growing and she was physically changing into an adult. Sixteen now she felt the same pain, only in her heart, when Henry stepped onto the bus that would take him to war. Anna was crying, Sam looked distraught, and she wondered why adults forgot to mention that growing up hurt just as bad on the inside as it did on the outside.
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“What is your problem?! LEAVE ME ALONE!” I screeched. I was tired of this and couldn't hold it in. He’s been doing this for a whole year. A WHOLE YEAR. It was the last day and I had nothing to lose from this sudden outburst anyway. I was ecstatic that it was almost summer vacation. I’m going to go to my aunt’s place in Philadelphia and live there for the rest of the summer – AWAY from Dylan and his friends here in Massachusetts. “Never, baby. Wherever you are, I’ll be there.” He sent me one last smirk and left the cafeteria, filing out along with the rest of the students. ♣ “I’ll miss you, sweetie.” “I’ll miss you too, mom. See you in September.” And with that, I closed my suitcase for the last time in Massachusetts and prepared for a peaceful, serene summer in Philadelphia. ♣ “Dylan?!” I shrieked as my glasses drooped down the bridge of my nose. “Abby…?” He sounded unsure as he studied my face and features a bit more. “What are you doing here?” “I should be asking you that,” I stated bluntly while readjusting my glasses. “Oh you silly kids. We already told you. We’re living together!” Elaine announced again. I almost barfed.

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