This is more like a prompt, but sort of like a flash -nonfiction story I wrote a couple of months back. Thought it would be nice to share with you all, especially when you’re a young adult who is struggling with adulting and wish to have not grown up so fast.
When I was a little girl, I used to pretend to live in a majestic castle and imagine my storybook castle being tall as a fire-breathing dragon. Of course, as I grew into a teenager, my fantasy castle started to turn into a tilted hourglass. My whole view of the world shifted into the reality of fighting the clock for my childhood ticking away.
I grew more into myself, but still trapped in my own tower, yet wanted to explore what’s beyond those castle walls. Every teenager has their own inner Alice in Wonderland adventure. For instance, finding themselves rushing like the White Rabbit, thinking they will be late by not experiencing grown-up things faster. Secondly, let’s not forget we’re a little mad as the Hatter since our emotions could change as quickly as a kettle whistling. Lastly, the colorful caterpillar is getting high as his pipe, and bursting with many colors of your life transforming in a drunken haze.
Alice was a lost child as she fell down the rabbit hole. Everyone gets lost, even adults get lost by finding themselves. We sort of forget that we leave our own childhoods behind like a rabbit hole. We may try to dig it up, but sometimes we forget where it’s buried to begin with. Sometimes, we get ourselves excited by finding the treasures from our childhood, and being lost in reminiscing from your own untouchable Wonderland. As I grew into an adult, I realized something that’s still a part of me, which is my pure imagination like Willy Wonka himself!
Aww, as I got older and older I feel like at times I am grieving my youth. But at some point you realize you don’t let go of what once was or who you once were, you just keep building and growing on top of it — all the magic is still there <3 Lauren
I’m glad you liked it and it was nice to hear about your own experiences! Yes, that’s it, we grieve our youth. However, we don’t have to give up things we enjoyed as children. I have a Disney plus account, someone said are you too old for Disney, I stared at them bc I like watching my favorite childhood shows and movies. Just because we get older, the magic doesn’t go away, it’s up to us to believe in the magic and keep dreaming!
I love your writing, I also could relate to Alice growing up. I’m 26 now, yet I can still relate to her!
Age is ONLY a number, Nothing Else!