There comes a time in every person's life which they experience life as a free spirit, as a child. People would often reminisce about their childhood memories and talk about them with family and friends. No matter how silly it was, they still have fun talking about it. One of my classmates approached me and asked about my childhood memories and I simply replied "I don't have any."
Those who were near me suddenly turned their heads when they heard my unlikely answer. I don't recall any "childhood" memories because back then, I was treated as a mature person for my age. I see those kids acting like how they are supposed to act yet here I am reading books on my own to which no kid would understand. If there would be parties, I would simply observe and not participate because my mindset is always set to mature person. Simply put, I grew up without a childhood.
I tried to make up for my inexperienced memories but to no avail, I just looked stupid. So I just left it like that, empty like my emotions.
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