It's when someone looks up to you, that you're truly growing up.
Rare is it in life that I stop and think about why I am who I am inside. That's a flat out lie. I think about it constantly. Almost every single time I open up my mouth. Every word that someone says in every point in time has an effect on everything. Firm believer in that right here.This realization seems to hit harder with each year that passes by though. I sit and I worry about what effects I will have and what can occur three hundred miles from me just by what I said to a passerby. Butterfly effect. I sit and I think about what memories and impacts I created for a little girl when I accept her Panda Panda's kisses. What will happen. Senior year is a big year. No matter who or where, if you attend a school, or you don't. Its always effecting everyone. My senior year will have an impact like every senior's before me has. What kind though.
I grew up young. These questions have never been vacant from my head.
I grew up young. These questions have never been vacant from my head.
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