"Gimme the box now." My slightly squeaky voice ordered. The man's eyes shot up briefly, widened as I spoke. He must have thought a lady with such voice could do what I've done to him. What can I say? An un-lady-like growl came from the back of my throat as I looked around impatiently. "Just give it to me already!" I barked at him and he cringed a bit. Backing away slightly, he tossed the silvery box at me. I grabbed it immediately and ran down the dark streets, not bothering to look back. -------- Strictly, a work of fiction...***

"I want to grow up" Did you say it when you were a kid? I know I did. Have you regretted growing up at some point in your life? Have you wished you could be a careless child once again? I know you have. Everyone has. The more you grow the bigger the challenges, the obstacles, the pain. Life gets serious. You get serious. You forget to smile at the morning sun shining down your face. You are too absorved by your problems to notice the beautiful world surrounding you. And when life gets hard, you wish more than anything to turn back in time and be that small child who did not know anything when he said "I want to grow up"