Soon, a chapter of my life will be coming to an end; for some, a chapter, when revisited in the future, will be covered with dust. But what will be found in my chapter? Oh, well that’s simply to much to describe. It will be filled with my childhood; the first time I road a bike, the time I got kissed by a boy, the day I lost my first tooth, and the night I watched my first firework show, will all be hidden within this chapter.
I guess the thing that frightens me the most is my eighteenth birthday. When that day comes, I won’t be kid anymore. I’ll be all grown up, mature. And I don’t know if I can handle that. How am I supposed to end my childhood chapter? How am I supposed to end a chapter that has had such a drastic influence on my life? It simply can’t be done in my book..
The tale of Peter Pan fully encompasses how I am feeling. I am merely a young kid, forever wishing I could be young, youthful, a child. I wish there was a way I could fly to the second star to the right and discover my Neverland. I wish I could never grow up.
But, you see, it isn’t that simple.
But, you know what? In my eyes, my childhood chapter will never end. The dust will never fully cover my pages. Want to know why? Because no matter where I am in the world, no matter what I end up doing, I will always be a kid at heart.
So, to all my followers and whoever else seemed to stumble across my blog, please remember: just because you are or have already turned eighteen, it doesn’t mean a chapter in your life is over. There is always going to be a child inside your heart forever. And we should never loose sight of the child we once were. Because with out that child, we wouldn’t be the beautiful, strong, adventurous person we are today. So, never loose sight of that, never….
….For a wise man once said: “Too many people grow up. That’s the real trouble with the world, too many people grow up. They forget. They don’t remember what it’s like to be 12 years old… Well I won’t do that.” -Walt Disney