Creative Paragraph for “Girl”

We lived in a small New England town, one of those towns where everybody knows everybody, but not in a good way. She was a good friend of mine; we became friends at church, although we also went to the same high school. She was a nice girl, a sweet girl. But as our friendship grew stronger and the more time we would spend together, the more time I would spend at her house, with her and her family, her mother rather of had us there then anywhere else. It quickly became quite evident that my friend was leading two different lives. At school and around friends she was very outgoing, very talkative, and even a bit flirty with the boys in our school. She was always singing and dancing as well. At her home she was much, much different. She had a mother who believes whole heartedly that women hold a certain place in this world, and there for should act accordingly. She had her own extensive and very peculiar set of policies and procedures when it came to being a woman. Do this, don’t do that. Personally I would find it very hard to live that way, but it soon became clear to me, that she did as well. She often questioned the things her mother had told her, it’s not that she didn’t want to learn from her mother, she did, very much so, she just didn’t want to be forced into it; she was a girl who liked having choices.
I often wondered why her mother was like this, why was she so set in her ways when it came to who she wanted her daughter to be, why wasn’t she at all open to knowing who her daughter really was, and letting that at all blossom? It seemed to me that my friends’ mother was not at all interested in whom her daughter really was, just about who she wanted her to