Grow upA Story by RochelleGrow up I think not.
How can you tell me to grow up, what gives you the right to treat me like a child. To be honest I mentally began to grow up at the age of five, the day I realized the only monsters where the people around me not under the bed. I learnt that love doesn't come cheap and treating people with respect is important. I stopped crying before then to me it is weakness and when I cry I feel weak. I began watching mature shows like the news at ten, every thing I believed in was fact not fiction. All my childhood toys left my room and reality came crashing in. I grew up knowing that dreams where real but nightmares were fake. I was scared of simple things like clowns or the dark streets around my house but never growing up. My father told me as a child that I was to grow up so I did, but he sadly died in 2013 making my emotions feel more real than before. My oldest brother is having a child so final I feel for him, my other brother was moving on with his life leaving me in his past but I finally court up he's happy. Last week a woman told me to get over losing my dad three days before his one year anniversary. I have grown up to a point that I can hardly remember the last time I acted like a kid, so if you still think I need to grow up maybe I'm not the problem. So thank you for reading this but I don't need your input.
Sincerely my heart © 2014 RochelleReviews
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2 Reviews Added on September 16, 2014 Last Updated on September 16, 2014 AuthorRochelleAustraliaAboutHi guys and girls, I don't know how to exactly describe myself as a writer or what I get out of telling complete strangers about my life but I like writing it sets me free, all my worry's or proble.. more..Writing
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