We Were the Victims of Growing Up

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Playing war is fun, because the only shots that are fired come from our fingertips

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Playing war is fun, because the only shots that are fired come from our fingertips. We're each other's enemy, but when it's time for dinner, we'll all happily run inside and be best friends again. It's fun to know that your war isn't over land or rights, but over who gets the top bunk, or who gets to play the top hat piece in Monopoly. Sure, these wars got out of hand sometimes. Sometimes, we'd resort to more dangerous methods of weaponry than fingertips. We'd resort to water guns. When water guns were aimed at each other that's how you knew this war was serious. You knew you were about to engage in some high noon Western shoot-off type stuff when you saw those water guns.
But here's the reality.
We were the victims of growing up. Nowadays, your fingertips are truly weapons, and your friends can become enemies and stay enemies.
It's scary, isn't it?
And sometimes, it's horrifying. Sometimes you want to go back in time when you had a nightlight, and your dad made sure there were no monsters under your bed or behind your closet door.
And then you realize that you can't.
But, I have you.
When it gets too scary to handle, I know you'll always hold me close. I know you'll make sure there aren't any monsters, not under my bed, but inside of my head.
I know we were the victims of growing up, but if there's ever a fight about who's doing the dishes, you best bet we have our finger guns locked and loaded. ❤

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