Troop Franklinton

Two of my best friends and I decided one day to start a girl scout troop in Franklinton.

We did the training and stuff and finally had our first meeting last night at St Johns.

Thirteen beautiful and broken girls showed up to meet their 3 beautiful and broken leaders...

we had to ask one girl to leave because she was crazier then any of us knew what to do with. very broken girl in probably a very broken situation.

one precious girl, when answering what girls scouts means to her said,

"we (girl scouts) are BRAVE."

it broke my heart.

later she asked what we are supposed to do if someone comes to girl scouts to beat us up?

we (troop leaders) shocked, looked around awkwardly and then explained that this was a safe place and people we were not going to come here to beat us up.

and another little girl asked what we are to do when people break in to get us.


that fucked me up. how the fuck do you answer 5 and 6 year olds asking these kind of questions.

this is no troop beverly hills...