DON’T STRESS
Sep 03, 2020
5 minutes
WORDS BY LAEA MARSHALL
Walking into the girls’ bathroom, I was met with the shy giggles of my classmates.
As they discreetly passed something between them, I looked closer, and realised they were looking at a sanitary pad.
At 12 years old, it was a new and exciting thing for all of us.
One of the girls had just got her first period, and it was big news.
Over the next few months, my group of friends each took that natural and important step into womanhood, the idea of a sanitary pad becoming less and less exciting each time.
‘When am I going to get mine?’ I asked my mum.
‘I’m sure it will happen soon,’ she smiled.
As the tallest girl in my class, I’d somehow assumed I was more mature, but as time
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