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The Changes of Growing Up


I was nine and in the fourth grade,

I was favorited by the teacher and

By my peers.

I excelled in class and on the playground,

I was the one that brought the fun.

I was the one everyone wanted to be friends with

Because I was funny yet mature and responsible.

 

When a bike turns a corner, does the speed increase or decrease?

You slow down when you turn, so decrease.

I receive the quiz back. It increases.

Looking back then, the memory is clear. Changes then became inevitable.

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