Sitting alone in the corner of a room drowning back to the memmories of her innocent self she wrote :-
Being happy or unhappy is always a choice . Trusting someone or not is always a choice. But when we are young we are always happy and trust everyone who shows even little bit of love .
When we grow up look back at our past many times we feel like going back to the past and telling our younger self not to trust everyone . But we can't do and then fell as if we had disappointed our own self when we were young.
We wear our own scares on our shoulders and not our heart when we grow up. And then fell like our childhood was much better and happier .
And then console our self by saying its part of life the one who is born has to die one day no one can escape it . Everyone is supposed to loose their own innocent self in order to learn new things and grow older.
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