A 12-Year-Old Girl's Unsettling Awakening So I like football. I like seeing a bunch of guys ramming into each other at full force. I suppose I just like violence. My dad thinks that's worrisome, says someone at my age shouldn't be that into physical pain. I don't know what his problem is. I'm already twelve! But that day that we, as a family, went to see a football game, was quite a day indeed. First thing you should know is that I'm a twelve-year-old girl. I only just started puberty and had just had the birds and bees talk. So we were sitting there, me yelling out to various players to murder the other players, when suddenly a music came over the speakers. All five thousand of us heard it, as did the players and cheerleaders in the field. It started off as something in the background. Some strange instrument was playing. No one thought much of it and the game continued. But over time a feeling was creeping over me and I could see it was happening to others as well. Slowly but surely there was a feeling like my clothes were getting tighter. And tighter. At first it caused me to squirm in my seat (as it did many others) but got worse and worse. Eventually it got to the point that I thought I'd start choking. Many of us resisted the urge to remove our outer clothes at first due to societal fear but sooner or later the survival instinct kicked in and everyone was shedding their shirts and in the case of us girls, our bras (if we were wearing any) to get relief from that agony. …the next moment changed everything
