It's time. I've been waiting for months. My birthday. As I walked out in my birthday dress, I felt all eyes on me. I instantly cringed. I never had this many eyes on me before. Well, it's not every day that you turn sixteen years old. My grandma walked up to me, pinching my cheeks, "My baby! It seems like just yesterday that you were running around." My family made a HUGE deal about everything, the cake, the costumes, and even the music. But that's not what mattered. As soon as you turn sixteen, you get freedom. The freedom I longed for.