I’ve always been small for our age, and sometimes that has a fine thing.
At 16 years old, not quite 5 foot tall, and weighing less than 71 pounds, it is easy to hide round people.
I listen to our sisters talk about their dates, and their dates talk about our sisters. I also secretly listened in on what I was told was adult talk, without them knowing I was in the room. My Dad and dad were discussing the new law that recently legalized medical marijuana… Some of our family members thought it was an amazing thing, while others thought it was the downfall of society. My Grandmother never said a thing about medical marijuana, and I took it she either did not agree with the legalization, or she just did not care. I was downtown with some of our friends 1 afternoon, and the two of us were walking by the medical marijuana dispensary, but you can see into the dispensary itself, however you could see people always coming and going. It was shocking to see our uncle Pete walking into the marijuana dispensary, when our Grandmother was walking out of the marijuana dispensary, but uncle Pete was the 1 who stressed the loudest about marijuana legalization being the downfall of society. When Grandma saw myself and others across the street, she came over to talk to our friends and I, but she pulled myself and others away from them. She told myself and others she did not want myself and others telling anyone that she had been inside the medical marijuana dispensary, although I could blab all I wanted about uncle Pete. She wanted him to think someone had seen him at the marijuana dispensary.