Day Six: Letter to a Stranger.

Dear Stranger,

Hello there. *shakes hand* My name is Abi. I really would like to be your friend. I need some friends about now. Would you like to know what makes me tick?

I would too.

I know it's hard to be friends with someone you don't really know, but it's hard to be someone who you don't know, too. But, I know what I like. Maybe we have things in common?

I like socks. I like writing sometimes. I liked making videos. I like talking to people. I like necklaces that I can wear all the time. I like when my hair looks good without trying. I like that I can do a lot of crunches now and I like that my belly is looking really flat. I like how soft my skin is and I like rubbing my belly in public. I like hugging people who need it and I like burying my face is someone's shoulder. I like being friends with people who I thought hated me. I like reading. I like dresses and I like interesting teeshirts. I like dancing and I like running. I've never done a team sport and I hate football. I was recently torn from a place I loved and adjusting is really hard for me. I like scooters and bike rides with friends. I like people who do what they want because they can, I like songs with interesting lyrics. I like the color purple and late afternoon thunderstorms. I like talking for hours about nothing. I like me, I might like you. I like cell phones and lotion and shaving my legs. I like my cat and I like people's eyes. I like arguing and drama. I like being right. I like wearing tank tops and shorts, and I I like that I can pull them off now. I like writing in journals and I like classics. I have the tendency to spill my life to people I don't know, because I hate feeling like a broken record to my friends. I like contrast. I like snuggling, I don't care if people think I'm gay for liking to cuddle with girls. I just like being close to people. I like that people notice things about me. I like not being the stereotype, I like that I came back stronger than I was. I like that I can tell my friends that I love them and mean it. I like that I don't think things are awkward. I like that people can talk to me. I like taking care of people, I like holding people when they need me. I like giving and receiving compliments. I like to live, but I hate my life.

Believe it or not: Teenagers like a lot of things.