I laid sprawled out in my bed, feeling especially tired today. My alarm was beeping like crazy, so I started to reach over to turn off the alarm, I stretched, but I couldn't quite make my nightstand, and tumbled out of bed.
"Ow." I groaned, reluctantly opening my eyes.
Then, I saw the unthinkable.
"OH my fricking GOD! What in the seven Harry POTTER books?! OMG!"
For you see, dear reader, I had a tail, a snout, and was a terrible, awful shade of pink.
"MOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, trying to scurry to my feet, but only succeeding in falling over.
I heard hurried footsteps, as my Mom threw open the door. Her eyes landed on the little pink pig where her daughter should be. Her eyes were wide for a moment, before she casually leaned against the wall, a smile on her face.
"MOM! I'm a flipping PIG! HEEELLPPPP MEEEEE!" I howled, rolling around, trying to wake myself up.
My Mom just grinned even more, and said, "Oh, Elizabeth, don't worry, this is perfectly normal."
I stared at her for a moment, in utter shock, before waving my legs around and shouting; "WHAT PART OF THIS IS NORMAL?"
My Mom walked over, and sat next to me, patted my head, "It's all a part of growing up."
I could've laughed, "Excuse mwa?"
She continued; "You may be noticing some changes-"
"Yes, I MAY!"
"-and they may be scary, and you'll have a lot of questions-"
"I CERTAINLY DO!"
"-but know that I'm here for you if you need me. Your body will sort itself out in time. All these changes are just what we call puberty." My Mom smiled at me, and hugged me tight, before getting up, and walking out the door, calling out, "Now get ready for school, and if you have any questions, don't be afraid to ask!"
I sat there for a long, long moment, before muttering to myself, "You don't understand, Mom."