Notes from a Sheltered Child:

March 8, 2010
By Anonymous

I look around and I see many different things.
I see teenagers flirting with one another, desperate for something they don’t understand.
I see Prada and Gucci, lined up at every elbow.
I see once beautiful faces ruined by sparkly, glittery makeup.

The vulgarity I hear from the speakers in the cars of youths is… appalling.
The Sexual message behind every teen’s words is… appalling.
Looking at the stained souls of once happy girls is… appalling.

Oh to find some normality amongst these frappucino-laptop beings!
Why must teens be so predictable?
They all pose to seem mature and adult like, but aren’t they, in their own words, simply ridicules?

The author's comments:
I was sitting in the middle of a private school, as a demo, just trying to decide if I should go there next year, and these words randomly appeared to me. Not to be prejudicial against people who attend private school, but this is almost exactly what I saw.

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