13/09/15
Dear Primavera,
When midnight stroke hours ago, I didn't feel any different. No explosion of glitter fell upon me, no angel appeared to affirm this new age.
My first day of being fourteen began with a loving embrace from my mother, a sweet greeting from Rochelle, and kiss on the cheek from my father. Next, we attended Church and reconnected with God after a short period of absence. This was followed by a delectable lunch, and then a coffee meeting with friends -- well, a frappuccino meeting for me; I can't handle coffee. As the afternoon continued, the social aspect of the day ended and I needed to focus on my homework and chores; realistically I can't escape work, no matter what day it is.
Thank you to everyone who greeted me, you have made my fourteenth birthday memorable and mirifical. And thanks to my parents, this day is dedicated to you two as well.
Yours sincerely,
A grateful new fourteen-year-old.
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