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Youth

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Created on 10-20-07

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As I watch out the frosted half open window, I begin to stare at the

newly white sleet of snow that lays softly along all the yards. I see two

kids run by rather quickly and they begin rustling in the snow. I couldnt

help but smile remembering what it was like not to have any worries

except if you would be able to play that day. Crime, terrosim, War none

of it will ever be thought of. But soon there will come a day in those

young kids life that they too will have to wake up and realize that this

made up imaginary world that theyve created is all in there minds and

they are forced to face reality. I remember when that day came to me. I

was 11 and i remember waking up around 10 am to a phone call telling

my mom and myself that our father and husband had died in a car

crash on his way to work, it was traumatizing. But i knew i had to pull

myself together and take charge and it was hard to face but i knew that

i had to grow up quickly and help my mom because she needed all the

help she could get. But for now let those kids be, because when that

day comes for them everything will be changed and they need all the

childhood they can get, so dont deprive them of that, because if that

day hadnt come so early for me i know that i would still be the same

child i was then today.

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On June 24th 2008 sweetastic18 Said :

	man i sure do hate growing up...i remember when i was a kid and i wanted to grow up. but now that i am i wish it would stop...its so hard thses days!