Sat on my front porch and imagined a genie land from my roof. The genie offered me three wishes First I wished to travel back to a simpler time.
Like 2018 when I just graduated high school and was taking a gap year.
When we all crossed our hands as we greeted one another Wakanda forever. When I'd wake up as early as 6 AM on Saturdays so I could catch my friends' football training. When I'd spend my whole day watching TV, listening to music and following my parents to church.
I told the Genie, It doesn't even have to be 2018. Just take me back to a time when I didn't have to be so serious.
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'19' Last Days Of Being a Teenager |Memoir
Non-FictionNotes on Coming Of Age and stuff.
