By Phoenicia from Selma AL.
I am sixteen years old and I got my belly pierced about two weeks ago. I had wanted to get it done for about two years. I had never really thought about it until I saw my cousin with hers. I knew my mom would never agree to let me get it done so I decided to do the research on how I would take care of it and get it done with another cousin of mine.
About two weeks before I got out of school for spring break, I called my cousin and told her that I wanted to get my belly pierced. We had already talked about it a couple of times before. When I went to my mom’s house for spring break she came over and asked me what day I wanted to get it done and I said it really didn’t matter to me.
I was sitting at my mom’s house when I got a text from my cousin saying that we were going that day at 5:30. Her, her boyfriend and their children came and picked me up from my mom’s. When I got in the truck she asked so are you ready. I nervously said yes. When we got to the parlor which she obviously knew wll my nerves got the best of me. I couldn’t stop shaking . The piercer asked us what she would be doing for us and my cousin told her we both wanted our navels pierced. The piercer, who’s name I don’t remember but I’m pretty sure it started with an A, told me and my cousin to pick out our jewelry.
I picked out a steel barbell with a purple gem on the top and the bottom, my cousin chose a steel barbell with purple balls. The piercer sterilized our jewelry then asked who wanted to go first. My cousin volunteered. I stood and watched as the piercer marked he stomach then told her to lay on the mechanical chair, or whatever it called. Then she cleaned my cousin’s stomach and put some kind of brown stuff on it. She wiped it again then she clamped it She put some clear stuff on her glove then rubbed the needle in it. Then she put the needle through. Then she put the jewelry in and told my cousin she was good to go.
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