I first got my period when I was 13. My boyfriend had just broken up with me in the cafeteria. When I say boyfriend, I mean Marc, a guy I slow-danced with at school dance, and then went to the movies with one time. It was a double date with Nicky and Naomi, who were an official couple. Marc’s mom drove us to the movie theater in Chestnut Hill, and then …
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