SnowFox0027

Why did the time race past? It has been years since I was a small child but that girl still exist in my memories. She had no pain or real sorrow. Perhaps she lives in a land of memories, always making mud pies and playing hide and seek at night. This girl is one who did not know the fear of the dark, felt no terror being somewhere new. To her, everything was new. Climbing the tall yet fragile tree was normal, there was near thought of injury or fear of falling. I hope that somewhere in the land of memories, she is still innocent. I hope that she never becomes jaded by life and her education. She should never have been taken out of the cornfi