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…read more
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…read more
Very well, said! Even Peter Pan explains an important moral to ‘growing up.’
“Growing up physical is mandatory, but growing up mentally is optional.” Fun is still allowed, in adulthood.
Hi! Aw, thank you so much: Exactly fun should still be allowed in adulthood. Even stuff you found fun as a kid you can still do as an adult!And I always felt there’s a difference btw growing up and maturity. They tell us to grow up, but it all comes down to maturity in the end I think
I really appreciated your comments btw! I’m 23, same, I can still relate to her. Even now more as I’m navigating the under land of adulthood. Yes age is just a number, I was watching a Disney movie, and someone like how old are you. I’m like a kid at heart who has good taste lol
After having children I thought that having fun like a kid had ended. Little did I know having these kids actually made me play like a kid even more. Thank you for sharing a great story
This is so real, true life experience from the time you were small, thinking the world was magical, to find out later, it’s not so. I remember it and I remember all the fairy tales I read to my grand kids. See, I believed in some magic when I was younger, but not much, because I (we) my siblings and I never read fairy tales. The few stories we f…read more
A poetic/fictitious mixed short about greeting your melancholy with kindness and making your mind into a nice place to call home.
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The autumn flush bashfully comes in during this time of year. Traces of red and orange line the green just enough to give the sense that it might actually get colder than fifty, but it never does. Most of the…read more
aww You are such a good writes. I love how you describe everything and really give the reader a feel for the environment. Thank you so much for sharing.