The Daily Prompt asks:
Tell us all about the person you were when you were sixteen.
I was not an easy teenager. I had a strict mother who didn’t know how to handle a daughter with ideas different from her own. There was never a discussion, it was always black and white- yes or no. I wasn’t really rebellious as much as I was just a pretty typical teenager, finding my way, testing the waters. My mother always saw it as rebellion. Thankfully my father was open and understanding and always had my back.
I had a nice circle of friends when I was sixteen. We hung out together on weekends, we partied a bit, I learned quickly to stay away from tequila.
I sometimes played guitar for my friends when we got together. I do remember being jealous of one of my “best friends” because she always had a boyfriend, went from one to the next, and I never seemed to be able to find one. Teenage angst and all that comes along with it. I wouldn’t go back for anything… I remember it being a tumultuous time in my life, I didn’t like school, I seemed to always be fighting with my mother, and I had a friend who always seemed to be stabbing me in the back every time I turned around. I was glad to move on to 17, and graduate from high school and start working, and leave 16 and all that came with it, behind.