I finally turned 16. It was a weird moment when I realized it happened. I was standing in my best friends kitchen, eating red velvet cupcakes when I took a glance at the clock. "Hey," I said. "It's 12:00, I am 16!" When Ashley and I both really realized what that meant, we knew we had to celebrate. What better way of ceramonializing this occasion than running out into the cold winter night, bare foot and in pajamas. We ran around in circles, massacuring are feet in the snow, screaming,
"BECCA'S SIXTEEN!!"
It was a nastalgic (thanks heather for the use of your vocabulary) moment as I thought about when I was younger and how sixteen felt so far away and impossible too reach.
But here I am, I reached it and to further celebrate my friends and I went sledding in my snow that I prayed for.
"BECCA'S SIXTEEN!!"
It was a nastalgic (thanks heather for the use of your vocabulary) moment as I thought about when I was younger and how sixteen felt so far away and impossible too reach.
But here I am, I reached it and to further celebrate my friends and I went sledding in my snow that I prayed for.
Ashley watching Kurt Cottle and Eliza Handley meet their doom at the end of the hill.
Sarah Hardin and me getting ready to join them
WOo hoO!
