Free writing

A year, two, three... In the blink of an eye, you look a few years older with millions stories lived and some already completed. You were a little girl who played with rag dolls yesterday and, you are the one who must decide where to go, what to do and when, today. Before, if you fell everyone ran to help, for any scratch you had they threw you a hand. Today, those who a few years ago ran to help you, are waiting any slighest mistake, any failure that you commit to remind you all the time. Before, you didn't understand politics and something beyond Disney tales. Now, you oppose politicians and learn that there are no happy endings. When we were children our biggest mistake was not knowing write the letter "M". Now, we have to be careful and not stumble over the same stone, keeping eyes open, knowing that the only support we have is our own shadow.