But sometimes, I realise how much I miss the older days. Like when I was in middle school, or even better, elementary school. As childish as it is to say, I miss playing on the playground, staying in one room all day and being so terribly ignorant about everything.

Not saying I want to go running for a swing or play anymore, really...I just miss the way it used to be. Before I knew about a thing called sex, and when I heard the word "underpants" I giggled. Or when I had one best friend, that came over every day and ate mac n' cheese and played with figures. When the thought of death or suicide never crossed our minds, and the worse thing that could happen was that recess would be cancled because it was raining too hard and we would have to stay in. I miss that so much.

Now, probably, when I get to collage or when I'm working, I'll look back on my high school years and reminise. So its pointless to think about the past and drown in it.

Now, when I see little kids, I always have to look twice. When I'm walking and I spot two little girls playing outside, laughing, like I used to, I just have to watch for a second and smile, thinking about when I was like that. When I cried over a scraped knee, rather heart.

I would love to say that I am a child at heart, that I haven't been taken from all that joy and perfect simplicity yet- but I know I have.

And thats really all there is to it.