You never stop and think just how fast it really does go. One minute, you're 10 and just getting home from school, you grab a snack and sit down at the kitchen table to start your math homework, which at the time, is the hardest thing you are learning. Then boom, you're 18. Soon to be graduating from high school, losing people you thought would be there forever. You realize that as you grow up, not everyone is going to have the same views as you, not everyone will keep up with the change that is bound to happen in all of our lives. People will change, life will change, everything will change within a blink of an eye. You remember being 9 or 10 and just wishing that you were older, so you could go out with your friends late and night and just have fun. You don't want to stay in with your mom, dad, and siblings. That's boring. You don't want to lay in bed with your mom as she watches her show. You don't want to sit with your dad and listen to his crazy stories about life and the apocalypse that is bound to happen. You don't want to listen to your brother shouting at his game or your sister trying to come into your room to play with you. But then again, we always take the little things in life for granted. You think, oh I'll have time. But really? Time flies by quickly. Soon you won't be around to lay with your mom or talk to your dad, or fight with your siblings. You'll be out of the house and on your own. Shooting a text to your mom, "How ya doing." We grow up, we lose things, lose people. Lose yourself maybe. It's scary, it really is. Deep down, I believe that everyone is afraid of change whether they like to admit it or not. You lay in bed and think about the things that could have been, or that will be. But you know deep down, things don't always workout the way we want them to. Just stop, think about what you have now. It may not be ideal, but it's better than nothing. Take in your surroundings, live with the people that are already in your life. Just breathe and live in the moment.
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Teen Fictionim sad and writing about it will make me feel better, I guess.