Why Cant I Live My Life My Way? Ch.1

Hello, so im finally starting my story, its a Saudi story, the location is in Riyadh <3. I hope you enjoy my story, oh and its FICTONAL.Im writing this on my ipad so bare with me. If i get feedback ill post daily :D
@Blogger_16. Thankyouuu <3 !
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I never thought growing up meant forgeting about all the fun. I never thought growing up meant i was going to get heartbroken. I never thought growing up meant being judged by everyone around you. I never thought growing up meant to care about looks, shapes , and sizes.

I always had this idea that growing up meant having a word in your OWN life, but obviously i was wrong. I grew up and more problems came i just wish i could be a kid all over again. Repeat my childhood and totally enjoy it rather than living a twisted teenage life.

Rita: *comez in my room* Morning Yara *opens curtains and lets the sun fill my room with its rays*

Yara: Morning Rita *yawns*

Rita: C'mon get ready for school , then come have breakfast with your parents and 2 brothers.

Yara: Okay tell Mohammad to get ready *hes my driver*

I got up, took a 10 min shower, wore my uniform, put a little mascara and lipgloss wore my flats, and went down stairs.