Fifteen Years Ago-Age Thirteen

In moments like this, I wished I had a mom. Most of the time, I told myself I didn't give a hoot whether that woman gave me away and ran as far as she could, that she didn't love me and left me wondering why. Or how there was a hole in my heart which couldn't be filled.

But when a girl gets her period for the first time, she just wants her mom. Though it left me feeling stupid and weak, I wanted her. I wanted my mother. She would tell me ...