Your teeth and fingernails are constructed from the same segment of DNA. If a growing tooth is transplanted into a fingertip, it will grow into a fingernail; and if a fingernail is transplanted into the mouth, it will grow into a tooth.
“Now I know grief is a whetstone that sharpens all your love, all your happiest memories, into blades that tear you apart from within. Something has been torn out from inside me that will never be filled up, not ever, no matter how long I live. They say “time heals,” but even now, less than a week after my father’s death, I know that’s a lie. What people really mean is that eventually you’ll get used to the pain. You’ll forget who you were without it; you’ll forget what you looked like without your scars.”
As you get older and enter through the 4 treacherous years of high school, you begin to take a step back on things. You look at everything and see how much you and everything and everyone around you has changed. Your friends, who all once believed in God are now atheists because they went through things and began to forget what potential laid inside of them. People who were once popular, skinny and beautiful are now average, have all but 3 friends, and have zits lining their upper forehead and inner cheeks. People’s sexualities will change and you will either accept it or be unaccepted. The boys who loved football are now stoners who can’t even function a class without a puff, and became sad because their ability of playing a sport became dragged and dizzy. The cheerleaders will become anything and everything but virgins. You will begin to hear things about people who were once so sweet and innocent getting arrested for something you never imagined them doing. People begin to become the things they swore they’d never become and they change into these monsters of people. Or if you’re lucky… they change into these beautiful masterpieces. I know all this from experience. I walk the halls of my high school, examining people who were once these small people and are now a figure that is loved by everyone… and I also see people who I used to be close with who lost control of their life already. I’m only almost a sophomore. You become friends with people you once hated, and enemies with people you once loved. Things happen to people you know. Good or bad. We often wander what went wrong but that is always something we never understand. Maybe you’re one of these people. Or maybe you’re like me, and you stand back and watch the people who once loved you and the ones you once loved; completely turn into someone you never expected. Things begin to happen right in front of your eyes that you only thought happened in movies or books.
Abby Wormsbaker; I am seeing everything and everyone changing and it doesn’t scare me anymore.