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I wish I had never grown up. It’s simply excessively sudden. It feels as though it was just yesterday that when I had no pressures. I could think back and have no second thoughts. I didn’t feel just as I expected to satisfy someone for it to be okay to be me. Life is loaded with responsibilities. Schoolwork. Fights. Assessments. Parents. Being a teen. When I was little, the future that was going to come was so far away and I didn’t care the slightest bit about what I needed to be when I grew up. “I can consider that later.”

Now, everything is so close. We didn’t understand the journey we’ve experienced, we were simply living. The world we knew was lost its goodness. It’s gotten colder. Colder than I could remember. Our eyes have opened. When you grow up, it’s not the same. Individuals around you, wanting to take interest in their interests and transform you into one of them.

Friends. Genuine friends are harder to discover. Shielding yourself from the outside world, you wouldn’t have any desire to converse with nobody. How might you know for beyond any doubt somebody wouldn’t annihilate you? Who will sell you out? When you are young, there will be times when you will be encompassed by several phony friends, they will talk in the face of your good faith, they will deceive your face, and they won’t really like you, not for whom you are.

There might even be times when you won’t have any friends whatsoever, however, that is only a stage you need to overcome to make sense of Will’s identity the ones you will develop old with, as yet laughing at the insane stuff you did when you were young. Perhaps, you will discover them when you are way more experienced. It’s never past the point where it is possible to make sincere friends.

Growing up harms, it’s loaded with sentimentality. Remember the times when you couldn’t stay up past nine o’clock or when you had that pure untouched personality of your own. The hardest choice was what ice cream flavor you wanted. For what reason would a few people like to flee from their adolescence? The foolishness and the stupidity. They need to grow up as of now. They need to escape school as quickly as time permits they need to leave school to be far from their parents. To another country, another city. Indeed, you are separated from everyone else now.

Truly, you can do whatever you need now. Indeed, it’s your home, yet it’s not the home you experienced childhood in. It doesn’t have that warm inclination. You may state that you are happy to be far from your “clingy” guardians. One day they will be no more. As you are getting older, they are growing old as well. You’ll wish to go home once in a while. Your mother’s old cooking, playing with your father outside. When you grow up, it’s gone.

If only I had a remote control for life. I would rewind the amazing times, forward the depressing times, re-experience the wonderful times, and pause the times that are sneaking past my fingers. In any case, time won’t stop. Time sits tight for nobody. That is the thing that memories are for.

Without a doubt, some may not be as happy as others, but rather they are a confirmation that you lived, you had a decent time, you cried, and you are human. Memories are with us until the end of time. To show us, to remind us and to direct us, that growing up is a piece of life. You are born, you grow up, and you die. That’s how’s been. That’s how it will always be.