My party blog #8

I think many girls like  15 or 16 years think that they will have a Quincianera or Sweet 16 will have a party to celebrate. When I turned 15 I had a big party. My mom bought me my dress; it was ivory color and very long. I sent all the invitations to all of my friends and my family. I sent the invitations one month before the party.  I was very excited because I was thinking that they party was coming up.  I was preparing to my party, and I thought that this was the first time that I was going to share with all of the people that I love the day of my birthday.  For me, it was a dream to become true.  My little sister was excited, too.  She helped me out to buy the shoes that I was going to wear that night.  She always told me that I had to enjoy the day of my Quincianera that day because it was not coming to be again.  The big day was already there and I was anxious and happy.  My uncle from Los Angeles was coming to my party, and I was in Guatemala.  He went to my party because he told me I was a special person for him.  I went to the beauty salon, so the person that was in charged could do my hair.  I practiced few times for the dance in the night.  I had fourteen maids that accompanied me in the church and in the party. 

My uncle put flowers on the car that was taking me to the church, and my family was ready to go, too.  I was crying because I was emotionally happy.  I got to the church and one of my aunts ordered the fourteen maids in order.  My family went first and then the fourteen maids and finally the last that entered the church was me.  I looked around and people stared at me.  I felt my veins that were going to explode inside of me.  It was the first time that I was being the person that everybody looked at.  The service was finished and all of the people went to my party.  All of them got first and the last one was me.  Later at night I was dancing the song that a Quincianera dance for the first time.  While I was dancing at the party, the maids were around me like in a circle.  The song that I was dancing got stock and it was not good because it a shame for me because people were staring at me.  Each family brought me a gift that means that they received my invitation to go to my party.  My family at the end of the party gave thanks to all of the people that attended to the party.  When the party was almost over I had to change my dress, I have to wear another dress because I my life change from being a girl to be a woman.  I just realized that my life changed.