OLD BUT GOLD ...

OLD BUT GOLD ...

A Story by Imane
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These are some of my thoughts and emotions during last few years .. It's all about how I used to live when I was a child and things that I am not able to do now a days :) enjoy please

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I know it's awkwad but it hurts me to realize that I've grown up , it hurts to know that we're not allowed to do many things anymore ...

I remember my father's smile in the morning , my first day at school , that strange feeling of panic mixed with small dose of fear , he held my hand softly and talked to me about the great time that I was going to have at school , about funny and exciting activities and new friends that I was going to meet . 

At the door of the school , I couldn't leave his hand , but a some candies were sufficient to make me convinced .. I got into the classroom crowded with pretty little faces , the teacher asked me to have a seat after she had introduced me to my classmates.

I got accustomed to singing out loud in the classroom , my fingers in my ears , to drawing on the papers with my small hands and looking at the blackboard with all attention , interested by every word the teacher pronounced .

Everything was just like in fairy tales , it was my own kingdom , colourful and huge ! 

But one day I got bored by everything , I wanted to grow up and to live like BIG ONES , I wanted to wear jackets and jeans instead of those dresses , 

I wanted to do make up and to boot high heels like my mother did !

And here am I today , regreting my wish , checking my old photo album and dropping tears .. I miss those days , when everything was at ease , everything was just so perfect and well done .. I miss you CHILDHOOD !

© 2013 Imane


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Imane
Imane

Morocco



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Hey this Imane , from Morocco aged 17 , I fancy writing and reading too as I also adore arts .. I can speak Arabic , French , English and some Spanish . more..

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