Thursday, March 22, 2007

teenager

Can't remember being a teenager. Always tiny for my age, always shy. So was I 12 was I 14, or 15? Who knows? I didn't. Lily was told to help me at a crucial time, and she did but halfheartedly, because she had her own problems, and I got through it, bumps along the way. Say, a house full of people -- family, friends, relatives, and there I sat, frozen, on the couch, legs under me until they were numb, afraid to move -- my first day.