My First Self Piercing

        I have always had an obsession with piercings, since starting high school. So when I was fifteen I asked my mom if I could get my belly button pierced. And of course being who she was, she said no.  For me no was not going to cut it. I had to have my navel pierced. One day while I was on the computer I was looking up belly rings and came across a site that also sold piercing needles. I decided to order some needles and a couple of belly rings.

       A couple days later when it arrived I was so excited. From the moment that I opened up the package, I knew that I was going to do it. I decided to do it on a Friday. After doing some extensive research on placements and sanitation, I decided to use alcohol to sanitize the needles that I was going to use. After cleaning the needle with an alcohol prep pad that my mom used for nursing I marked where I was going to pierce myself. Then I started to insert the needle.

        It hurt more than I had thought. While I was piercing myself, my friend Alex called me on my phone. When he asked me what I was doing, I said, “I’m piercing my belly button.” Then he replied, “Oh, do you want me to call you back later.” I told him it was fine we could talk. At this time I was still trying to push the needle through. When the pain would get unbearable I would stop and take a break for a minute, and then keep going. It took me three hours to get the needle all the way through. It took so long mostly because I was talking on the phone the whole time and taking breaks. After getting it through, I was ecstatic. It looked great.