I haven't yet really read in depth all of the articles that you girls have been writing about growing older/growing up, but since the similar idea has been on my mind, I decided to write one too. Apparently mine is a lot longer, and what I thought would just be a one page musing, became a four page essay. I hope that you'll enjoy these gatherings of my stories and thoughts about growing up. I hope one of the young men on here will write one too, because so far, it seems like just "us girls" type of thing. :)

May God bless you.
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Voices fill her mind, so she writes.
She feels as if her head will explode, so she writes.
The words just won’t form in her mouth, so she writes.
Moving the pencil is as natural as breathing, so she writes.
Her notebooks have too many blank pages, so she writes.
The story hasn’t been told yet, so she writes.
Her friends are waiting, breath bated, so she writes.
She can’t find a talent she likes more or criticism she accepts better, so she writes.