It happens while I am waiting for the results of the tryouts to be posted. Your body is growing up, Mama tells me in a soft voice when she sees the tears in my eyes and the fear on my face as I look at the bloodstained spots that appeared on our sheets overnight. Initially I thought the blood had come from Mama and I cried for the baby. But then I saw the slow thick crimson drip between my legs, and I felt the dense cramp of my stomach and I knew. I bit my lip, afraid of what this meant, afraid of what it meant was coming. But Mama held me and told me that I might be growing up but I don’t
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Ok. The whole world is always talking about periods. At least that is what it seems like.
