I know I'm not a kid anymore

I was 16 when I first got a job and started college,

thank you to everyone who told me I was growing up but you're wrong I've been grown

Although this is not when I grew up

The day I grew up was a busy and stressful day. 

Too many things to handle for just one person, 

I like to think anyone else would have gone crazy.

On the day I grew I had my two younger siblings and my two younger cousins, 

they were hard to control and wanted way too much candy.

My mom was cleaning the house, a nice house.

It was the first house I ever lived in, now I'm scared of houses and spiders.

She was sweeping up a furball until the furball grew legs and crawled across her foot.

I learned what a panic attack was that day, I also learned that I already felt how a panic attack felt

My mom stutters and cries as she tells me how I can calm down my own as I try to calm down hers.

This is the first time I called an ambulance, they get their 30 minutes later.

I am left alone with my screaming family as they take my mom away.

It's thirty minutes before an adult tells me someone will be with us soon, I didn't know five hours is soon.

During this time I put on cartoons and finish my homework for the next day.

I realize that no one is always around to help, I also realized you can't count on parents.

The next day my mom is back and I go to school not realizing I know what it means to be grown,

but at least I still had the second-grade festival to look forward to the next day. 

I didn't enjoy it as much as I would have, but things happen I guess.

I've grown for 10 years, I'm 17 now