I grew up

I was five; running around with toy cars. Hot wheels that I would race through the house. Stuffed animals that I thought really came to life like the toys in Toy Story.

I was eight; playing barbies and princess with my sisters, but always wanting to be the villain. Waiting for my little brother to grow up so we could be dragons and knights.

I was twelve; playing soccer and getting dirty. Looking for friends, and starting to leave the child side of me behind.

Now I’m eighteen; I learn about real animals. I’m learning to drive real cars. Fighting the dragon inside of me from releasing my temper. I’ve found friends, and still looking for the young me.

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