Monday, November 14, 2011

NaNoBloMo - Different Homes

blogHer writing prompt:  When was the first time that you realized that your home was not like other people’s homes?


I guess I was about twelve when I had a sleepover with a girl from school and noticed that her parents were so encouraging, not just to her, but to all of us.  No ideas were too stupid to share.  They were actually interested in what us measly ol' twelve-year-olds wanted to discuss.  It was very uncomfortable for me until the parents left us girls to our own devices.  I just didn't know how to deal with adults like that.