I MISS being a child with no worries what so ever.
... laughing my ass off when someone showed me the finger (doesn't matter which one).
... going outside and playing with my friends from 8 a.m till 8 p.m.
... listening for music in the kitchen and drawing something really ugly (and not on purpose).
... hearing my grandmother's stories from when she was a child, while me and my sister stay with our hands in a black bowl filled with water and salt (weird one, huh?)
... running toward the forest wallpaper that we had in our living room, thinking that if we try hard and run fast we can go into that forest (after five years and a thousand bruises we kind of stopped trying).
... spinning like crazy until i fall into my butt and puke all over the place.
... playing hide and seek with my sister and hiding in the same spot every time.
... the black and white TV that i had in my room (we couldn't afford a color TV). It didn't really work, but i was proud that it was in my room and not in my sister's. silly, huh?
... telling my sister that i got a low grade, and then the hole blackmailing me thing into massaging her 15 minutes a day every day for a week. (she would have wanted to blackmail me for a year if she could, but i usually got pissed off after one week and confessed the "sin" to my mother).
i miss a lot of things .
i miss them but i wouldn't want them now. i wouldn't want to relive them. because in that time, i kind of hated them all. stupid, yes.
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