
I lived in Oakland since I was born and then around 7th grade, I moved to Alameda.
First off, I want to point out how sad it is for people to forget their childhood. I can’t believe how they would forget the most important period of their life. Well, what is childhood anyways? For me I would say it’s a time when you’re spoiled and can get whatever you want, playing with the girls during recess, avoiding the boys, because they might have cooties, or have crushes and will not tell anyone about it, come home everyday from school and watch Arthur and Dragon Tales before starting your homework, always had nap times, always go down to LA and Disneyland and most importantly, you didn’t have to worry about a single thing. At least that’s what it was like for me back then.
Starting of middle school, I had a journal that my friend gave me and everyday I wrote in it about my day and what happened and what I did. I actually finished writing in the whole thing too. I had other journals that I write about random stuff in but I feel like this journal my friend gave me was, in a way, very significant, but I have no idea where that journal went.
Now it’s only the 2nd year of high school and I already have so much to worry about. Sometimes it’s driving me crazy, but I guess it’s okay. I wish I can still relive my childhood though. Sometimes if I have time or in the mood to take out old photo albums, I would sit on my bed and reminisce the good old times I had with my friends and family. I wish I can have a time traveling machine and I can either go back in time or go to the future (only because I’m curious). Since I can’t and I can only move forward in time, I guess the only thing I can do is just look through my old photo albums and just think about the good times I had.