My Life as a Teenager part 2

I am 14 now and if I wanted anything I had to pay for it. Snacks, clothes, my school lunches, shoes and my way into Teen town. So it didn’t take me long to realize I needed to have a job so I started baby sitting. At one time I had 28 different families I baby sat for. I baby sat any night of the week except Saturdays and that was saved for Teen Town. but if my mom found out I could baby sit on that night then I would have to miss Teen Town and baby sit. Those were terrible, terrible Saturday nights. But if I didn’t go nether did my Wonderful Husband-to-be. While I was baby sitting we would talk on the phone for hours. When I was at home and he would call me we could only talk for 5 min. I lived for those times waiting for him to call.

My mom sent me to town every Saturday to pay bills. My WH-to-be and I had it set up the time I would leave and he would meet me at the bus stop and get on the same bus I was on. So we got to spend all day together down town. I remember this restaurant we went to every week called the Ideal Hot Dogs. they had booths with the little juke boxes on the table. This is where we met our friends and exchange gifts for the different holidays. I remember one year for Valentines he got me a musical jewelry box and I got him a yellow v-neck sweater. To keep my mother happy I would always buy her something from town and take it home to her. This made it easier to ask if I could go to Teen Town that night.

I was freshman in high school and I was walking down the hall changing classes when a cousin of mine smacked me in the back with a book.. It hurt bad. The next day I could not walk I hurt so bad. I would lay on the floor and cry because it hurt. Like I said before my parents didn’t take us to the doctor. But after three days I got my mom to look at my back. I had a big lump on my tail bone as large as a baseball. She had a neighbor take us to the hospital and in the emergency room they lanced it. Infection shot out everywhere. Two weeks later I was in the hospital to have a poly cyst removed. I was in the hospital for a week. My younger sister, LMG, was in the hospital too. We were put in the same room. She was having her tonsils out. But do you know what?  Neither my mom or dad were there when we went into surgery.

to be continued.