Childhood

Sometimes I think about when I was young, and I couldn’t wait to grow up. I talked with my cousin about how much we wished to be sixteen, because we thought we were going to be beautiful and have the freedom to eat candies whenever we want.

When we are young everything we want is to be as tall as our parents or smart like our teachers. In my case, I wanted to be older because I wanted to hear the sound of the computer keyboard keys fast when I used it.

But then, my wish came true. I was sixteen, and I thought about myself when I was six, and how much I wanted that moment to come. It was so different of how I thought it was going to be, I didn’t feel pretty and I didn’t like candies anymore. In that moment I started to feel bad about the time, because it past and I couldn’t stop it, and I was going to have eighteen someday and I would need to make important decisions about my future.

I wanted to go to the university because everything in my life was a mess, and I needed new people and a new place where no one knew me. Then, surprisingly, things got better, and I was happy, and I didn’t want to go to the university because I didn’t want any change. 

I'm not sure where do I want to go by saying all this things. I guess I just saw my little sister and thought about myself when I was  four, and I feel bad about a lot of things that I've done since then, but I also feel good because my mistakes helped me to be how I am today¹. We are never comfortable with what we have, forgetting that we should enjoy the moment. 

1. "So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be." - Stephen Chbosky, The perks of being a Wallflower