Hello everybody! Today I will be writing to you about change. Here we go:
I remember a time when I wasn’t me, but I was me.
I remember a time when I smiled for different reasons, laughed at different things.
I remember a time when I had a different taste in food.
I remember a time when I didn’t fully understand all the wrongs in the world, all the wars, all the society’s errors.
I remember when I kept every item, every rock, every leaf, every school project, thinking there was some special memory or sentimental fact about it attached.
I remember thinking there were fairy’s in my backyard.
I remember having a book of potions and fairy secrets.
I remember thinking my Teddy bears had a party without me when I was sleeping.
I remember getting my words wrong.
I remember getting frustrated because I couldn’t draw like Mummy.
I remember not being allowed to cross the road alone.
I remember earning money and never spending it.
The thing I don’t remember is when it all changed.
I don’t remember when I started having my own opinions.
I don’t remember when I started having dreams about my future, wanting to be an actress and a writer.
I don’t remember when I suddenly cared about clothes.
I don’t remember when I started doing my hair by myself.
I don’t remember when I started liking boys.
I don’t remember when I was allowed to cross the road alone.
I don’t remember when I was allowed to go out with friends.
I don’t remember when I suddenly knew about this world and it’s mistakes.
I don’t remember when I started being unique.
I don’t remember when I got green in my eyes.
I don’t remember when I realised I could sing.
I don’t remember when I started reading big books.
I don’t remember when I had to start actually thinking about exercise and healthy food.
We all change, that is certain. All I know is that I am not the person I once was.
Keep smiling, keep scrolling.