Not Your Typical Teenager

Wednesday’s prompt from Shimelle was: Who was your personal favourite
teeny-bopper pin-up? Share a story
about that dreamboat or another happy teenage memory with your readers.

This one didn’t make me think a long while. I didn’t even have one
poster in my room as a teenager. I have never been that type of girl. I
think that’s one of the reasons I was so miserable in Turkey. I just
didn’t fit into the tiny community I was stuck with. I also don’t really
equate teenage with fun. Then again, I did have a few good, solid
friends. One of whom I will be talking about in this week’s creative therapy piece.
The few friends I did have, I still cherish wholeheartedly.