The perfect age…when I was young, I remember thinking excitedly about being older. Old enough to drive, old enough to make money, old enough to do and eat what I want, and be the boss of myself. I remember my parents telling me to slow down and enjoy life. That I would be older soon, and that I should enjoy being young. Back then, I thought that that was the stupidest thing to say. However, now that I am sixteen years old, I look back at my younger self, and wish that I could go back. I wish that I could go back to a time of no worries, but to just have fun. Back to when homework took an hour tops, and then everyone would be outside in the neighborhood playing. Back to the good old days. I’m not sure now what the perfect age is. I love being sixteen because I’m a teenager and I get to go out and have fun with more freedom. Although I have at least double the responsibilities that I had when I was younger. I think that the perfect age cannot be determined. It is based off of everybody’s perception on when they most enjoyed their life, and what is more important to them.
Hmm. I never wanted to be older when I was younger-In fact, I'm pretty sure I often told people that I was going to grow until the age of 11 and then stay 11 forever. I'm pretty sure it had a lot to do with Harry Potter. Either way, I think what you said is true.
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