Carly Story Excerpt

“Carly and her friends had been interested in boys her 5th grade year, but being the oldest class in Grace Elementary, they were quickly bored with the few ‘eligible’ boys there were. Upon entering middle school, however, they were inundated with new boys, boys recently escaped from elementary schools just like them, as well as older boys, who were by far more attractive to Carly’s friends. Carly was swept right along with them and crushing on a new boy every week. 

“It was always a competition to see who could get a boy to like them back first, and several of her friends flaunted their triumph in the halls, holding hands with a boy for a week until they declared a breakup and were after the next crush. Love was a game, and they were the players.

“In March, the thing all Carly’s friends were focused on was finding a date to the spring dance.

“The spring dance was the only formal dance thrown at Lane Middle School, and all the girls spent months trying on dresses in Mariposa and admiring themselves in the mirrors while the employees looked on impatiently. Then they would wheedle, coddle and woo their parents into buying the two-hundred-dollar dresses with promises of how beautiful they would look.”

“The spring dance was the only formal dance thrown at Lane Middle School, and all the girls spent months trying on dresses in Mariposa and admiring themselves in the mirrors while the employees looked on impatiently. Then they would wheedle, coddle and woo their parents into buying the two-hundred-dollar dresses with promises of how beautiful they would look.”

Wow. I don’t sound bitter at ALL… 😀

This is why this story is therapy for me.

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