In November, I was about 10 or 11. I was at my friend's house. This was my first sleepover and we had so much fun playing around until my stomach started hurting. I thought it was just a stomachache, but it felt more than that. I went to my friend's bathroom and started to cry. I wanted to vomit. I sat on the toilet and did what I had to do. I got up from the toilet and saw what looked like a nightmare for me. I got out of the bathroom and called my mom to pick me up. When I got home, I told my mom about what happened to me. She told me I had my period. She taught me all the things to know about having a period. To this day, I know I became a little woman.