One story in particular she had wrote in one of her notebooks. The story was heavily erotic and very detailed. The girl was always gifted with writing, but she wasn't gifted at hiding things well.
One day she left her notebook on the kitchen table right before she went to school.
When she returned she saw her mother sitting at the table with the notebook in front of her. Disgusted.
"This is disgusting. You're too young to be writing stuff like this. I don't want you writing things like this anymore. Rip up the notebook if you have to. Burn it. Don't let me catch you writing something like this ever again, do you hear me?"
The girls face was red with embarrassment. But was also angry. She worked hard writing that book. Of course, she ripped it up in front of her mother. And went straight to her room to cry.
No one taught her that these things were bad. All they said was that it was bad but no one described why. As she got older she learned the reasons why it was bad and understood her mother's complaint. Till this day she remembers the embarrassment but was happy her mother stopped her.
She wished her mother could at least teach her the difference between healthy love and toxic love. She wished her mother understood the trouble she was having at school and why no one else could love her.
If you're not sure of something. It's always good to ask. Even if you can't ask someone in person, you can always use the internet for resources. Don't be like this girl. Everyone makes mistakes, just don't continue them.
(Pt.2)
