It's Tough Being a Kid

Honorable Mention -- 12/3/08

ID: 896794   (Rated: 13+) Daily Flash Fiction Challenge  Enter your story of 300 words or less. Note new starting time! by arakun the twisted raccoon

                                  IT’S TOUGH TO BE A KID

         I must be the only girl in school who doesn’t have a cell phone. Every time I bring it up to my parents, one or the other of them tells me “You don’t need one.”

         I try to explain how it feels to be left out and the only one who doesn’t have something but they don’t listen.  Daddy has a cell phone and he says he wishes he didn’t because it makes it too easy for people to get in touch with him. He says he needs it for work.  Mom has one, but only for emergencies she says.  Well, kids have emergencies, too.

         How will I ever get a boy friend?  That’s not an argument to use on them because they don’t want me having a boy friend anyway.  But, seriously, how?  Sure people can call me on the phone here in the house but what if I’m not home at the time? 

         They really don’t trust me with anything.  I can’t have a scented candle in my room because ‘You’d burn the house down.’  I’m thirteen, not five!  I might as well get the ball of yarn and crochet hook and practice being an old maid.

         My aunt Lucy taught me to crochet.  She says every girl should know how.  It’s kind of fun when you don’t have anybody to talk to.  I don’t have anybody to talk to because I don’t have a phone. 

         I don’t have a phone because two other people decided I don’t need one.  I can’t have a scented candle because they think I’m five years old and would burn the house down. 

         I’ll be glad when I grow up and I don’t have anything to worry about any more!          

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