Sometimes i enjoy reminiscing on the time when i was a little girl with a pure heart never once tainted, and where my biggest problem was dreading my mom braiding the hair from my tender head so that i can be the "prettiest girl at school" according to her. Then, I never realized how much I would miss a time like that. My life may be harder now, but this isn't to say I'm miserable and suffering every second even if it may feel that way sometimes, no. I just wish that I had never wished to grow up so fast—not that it would change much now anyway, but it's still warm to reflect on such memories.
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