childhood.

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I can't seem to remember mine well. It's like having that one feeling of losing memories of something that was once important to you, and it seems mine is connected to my infant phase. From what i do remember, I know I was quite polite to others and silent overall.

In school, I always tried to be the best kid in class. Unfortunately for me, I couldn't due to three boys. Why am I even writing this? I don't know. I just think it's nice to write. Regardless of my motives, I still continued and tried to be the best.

I think my parents are half and half. They were absent, sure. They were also the best they could be, and I'm grateful. Not that I could complain about something, it would just be childish and rude of me. At least, that's how they would view it.

I also remember being known as "the weird kid." In life and in school, I carried this title whenever I went, and I still do nowadays. Yes, that type of weird kid." The one who grew up too fast, who had unrestricted access to the internet.

I do have good memories from my childhood, so do I with bad ones. I still have them rooted deep inside of me. I know it's cringe to write like this, but it helps. Coming back to the previous topic, in result, I was isolated from others.

Sometimes, I wanted to ask why some of them could be so cruel just because I was naturally quiet, and now, in my teenage years, I know that it was social phobia. Maybe they already knew, or they were just as blind as I was.

Nonetheless, I'm finished with my rant. Thanks for reading. If you want to share anything, feel free to!

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