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Just like what Chloe Adams
said on her song,
" ... I miss when we were younger,
The days were so much gunner,
Weren't they?"
And yes, I miss my
childhood memories.
I miss the day
when I woke up in the morning,
I feel happy, I feel cheerful.
I don't have to think,
"What to do next?"
I miss the night
when I'm going to sleep
with a smile on my face.
I don't have to waste my tears
on something that i don't even know;
"Why?"
I miss the day
when I woke up in the morning,
I've been waiting for my
favourite cartoons on the TV.
I can watch cartoons all the time
without knowing the problems that are
waiting for me on the future.
I miss the day
when someone can cheer me up
when I'm crying just because of silly things.
Then I'll feel relieved.
I miss the day
when my mum fed me
with care when I'm sick.
She gave me medicine
and hug me when I'm asleep.
But now, everything is
DIFFERENT.
I feel colder,
e v e r y day.
As cold as an ice cream;
that is sweet and yet can freeze your brain.
Treat me like I'm important, then I'll make you laugh.
Treat me like a rubbish, then I'll make you suffer.
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