Last night while channel surfing I caught a glimpse of a 16 year old birthday batch. I found my self dumbfounded. This girl had virtually nothing on and the little she wore was tight and did not leave much for ones imagination. To top it of the moves she made in synchrony with her dancers would have made Jenna Jameson jealous.
Who was this girl, Miley Cirus or Hannah Montana. Either way I felt sick.
Marta off course piped up; You were all like that growing up. Like she wasn't. I guess we all were but not my little Fia. Oh no, she will be different.She will not prance around to attract boys. Or maybe the only difference would be that I'll be serving life for murder.
All I hear in my head is a song from one of my favorite bands, Iron Maiden. Favorite no more.
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