Christina H. • Washington • 25
It was Superbowl Sunday and I was one week from turning 13. I also had CCD (religious education) that evening and realllllly didn't want to go because Superbowl Sunday was way more fun.
Well I got my period, thought it was alarming but wasn't totally phased since a middle school friend had started hers to same week. I minorly freaked out, yell-whispering for my mom to rush upstairs to the bathroom. She gave me a very large, long pad to stuff into my sweatpants. I thought I deserved at least the sick-day treatment and begged not to have to go to CCD. Still had to go. Missed the SuperBowl, and had a large diaper-ish pad in the entire time.
I did think I had won the biology lottery for getting my period so close to my 13th birthday, that the closest to 13 you were the better. Little did I know I certainly could have waited a few more years since I'm stuck with it for awhile now!
