Last year about a week before my birthday i had a dream, i couldn't tell who the boy was in the dream with me, but i knew one thing, i saw myself. I was thinner, in better shape, older, happier. The only thing bugging me was the fact that i literally could not makeout who the boy was, or if i even knew him for that matter, all i knew is i was in love with him and he was in love with me. The only problem is... ive never had my first boyfriend, my first gift from a guy, my first "i love you",my first kiss, im 16, most girls i know are already losing their virginity, or... have lost it, multiple times. It makes me scared, the thought of it, me being 16 and not having my first boyfriend, i mean come on there can't be anything that bad about me...right? All of my friends were dating, spending the night at their boyfriends houses,you know.. you know. And all i have to think about is who was that boy in the dream? How old was i when the dream played like a song in my head? Will it ever come true? Whats wrong with me? Why has nobody ever botherd to ask me out, or even flirt with me...? Who... Who was that boy in the dream? Will i ever meet him?
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Materials of the Material Girl
Teen Fictionthis is a diary, a journal, by a young girl facing fears, experiances, love that might never come true. her thoughts and feelings never fail to bring her down, or lift her up.
