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"Your best friends become your worst enemies. Lollipops turn into cigarettes. The innocent ones turn into sluts. Homework goes in the trash. Cell phones are used in class. Detention becomes suspension. Soda become vodka. Underwear turn into thongs. Kisses turn into sex. Remember when getting high meant swinging in the playground? When protection meant wearing a helmet? When the worst things you could get from boys were cooties? When Dad's shoulders were the highest place on earth and Mum was your hero? Your worst enemies were your siblings. Race issues were about who ran the fastest? War was only a card game, the only drug you knew was cough medicine and wearing a skirt didn't make you a whore. The only things that hurt you were skinned knees and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow? The only drama you knew of was Romeo and Juliet. The only thing you could cheat in was games, and players were only for sports, not relationships. The only curse word you knew was "shut up". The only way we could change was with clothes and not ourselves. And to think we couldn't wait to grow up."
