Goodbye 10 year old me.

Do you remember when you were around the age of 9 or 10 and you just couldn’t wait to be an adult? I do. I remember playing house and pretending I was a mom with a car and a house. 

Well I’m now 16 years and about one month old and now I like pretending I’m a kid. I keep looking around my room at my old toys that I played with, honestly not too long ago and I miss them. 

I keep asking myself why I was in such a rush to grow up, because all I want to do is become 8 year old Abby again. I want to not have to worry about the world. I already miss my childhood and I’m still I teenager. No I’m not an adult and no I’m not a kid. Can’t I just go back in time and be 10 again? Can’t I get away with mismatched clothes, carrying around my little stuffed lion not caring about what anybody else thought about it. Can’t I watch a disney movie and still imagine that I’m a princess living in a magical world? 

16 years old, wow. I grew up fast. So I guess this is goodbye, goodbye 5 year old me, goodbye 7, goodbye 10 year old me I’ll miss you, I think of you all the time and I’ll never forget you but now it’s time to grow up. 

But this is also hello, hello 20 year old college me, hello married me hello mommy, hello to future me. I don’t know what’s coming next and I’d love to say I’m ready for it, but I’m not. I can’t wait to see what’s next but I still don’t want to grow up. I know there will be a part of child me still in there that will never want to let go, but there’s a part of me that knows it’s time to grow up. 

I’m not a kid anymore, but I’m not an adult yet either.

                -Abby.

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