Friday, February 15, 2019

My Summer of Blood



After I read Are You There God? It's Me, Margaret, I was obsessed with getting my period. I knew it was coming, but I didn't know when and the not knowing made the feeling of anticipation almost palpable. I checked my undies relentlessly. The slightest gut ache was a definite sign and nothing to do with excess Milo consumption. I had questions but no one to ask.

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