This reminds Maya of when she was 18. She remembered turning eighteen more clearly than she expected. It was not the birthday cake that stayed with her. It was not the photographs. It was not the new clothes her family had prepared for the occasion.
What remained in her mind was the feeling that something had changed.
At eighteen, Maya attended a coming-of-age ceremony. The hall was full of young people of the same age. Some looked excited. Some looked bored. Others treated the ceremony as another formal school event they had to attend.
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