I have been getting back into the things I used to love as a kid and somehow it reminds me of how much time has passed since I was 11. I’m turning 16 next month and I have no idea what to do with my life, or with myself. Just completely clueless. All I want to do right now is just be 11 years old again and watch teen wolf for the first time. I want to swoon over Scott and Allison and just fall for Stiles. I don’t want to grow old. I don’t want to be mature and take responsibility for things. I want to be 11, I want to fall in love with my first crush all over again. I want to just be not worried about anything. Growing up sucks, and I really wish I could stay 11 years old forever because what I would give to just be fascinated with the world for the first time without knowing the sad and difficult parts. It was such a good time, one I would never forget. I remember just silently hoping that I would turn into a werewolf too because that seemed so cool to me. I used to look at my canines and think that I could’ve been a wolf in past life. Sounds a little stupid and naive but that was what I was. I didn’t know anything about anything and that was the fun part. It is a time when you discover this new found freedom and come across this ability to make decisions for yourself and form opinions. It’s very weird how your Pre-teens are, but at the same time it is that period of time where you start to learn that you can control things and that decisions are subjective to each person. It’s a sort of teenage without all the bad and difficult parts. I don’t want to grow up. I want to be 11 again and just go back to my past self
