Stage #9 - The Final Cage
And then I reach the final stage.
The stage of realization.
That I really am growing up, and that all the weird things I've been feeling all these years are all a part of it.
A natural cycle.
I rake my brain through everything I've been through throughout the past years. Some things make me upset, while some don't.
And then I finally realize.
You never really stop growing.
You could be 20, 50 or 80, but no matter what, every single day of your life, whether you know it or not, you have been learning new things. New challenges, new feats, new possibilities.
It's what makes life worth living.
And I take back my words when I said that love was everything. It isn't. It's growing up that is.
Because without it, I'd never be able to experience such emotions as love, I'd still be that little girl who hadn't a clue what she meant when she had submitted that poster on honesty.
I'd still be ignorant.
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