When I turned 12, I knew that my life was going to change. I knew I was going to enter puberty and start having manly stuff. Though the first thing I had to face first were my parents.
As I grew older, my parents became stricter. They started giving me more chores, more homework, and more of everything else. It stunk… really badly… What stunk even worse was that now I was getting some acne over my face and it hurt to touch them.
I was also noticing that my voice was getting deeper and I was starting to change in many ways. Personal ways... though, as time went on, I got used to the changes in me because I knew this was going to happen in my life.
Now, I just have to get used to my parents for the rest of my lifetime. Hey, it can't be that bad, only 20 more years...
