I was at the park when my sister told me that we have to go home, I said no and she said let’s go and listen to me I’m older; I wish I was older so I didn’t have to listen to her and do what I want then a cold voice came from behind saying “and I wish I could be a kid again be happy cause this is the best time of your life” I replied angrily “No it’s not I hate being a kid I can’t do what I want” The lady laugh and left today I’m at the same place wishing to be a kid again.
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- Published: September 14th, 2021 18:24
- Category: Reflection
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