I got a really long long long holiday to spend and i spent it all in a blink.No.Maybe quicker than a blink.The holiday seems like nothing.
When i saw a movie called,Bridge to Terabithia,which is a my-childhood-in-the-country movie,i thought,can i have a childhood there?No.I am 100% sure i am already going to 13 in a few months.
Well,a holiday?No.My parents are lazy folk that likes to sit in hotels and watch Cds.Anyway,i can't play properly even i am there.My family are terrified that a snake might gobble me up.
I feel so wasted,as wasted as the girl who's raped.I wasted so many time in this city,in the computer,in exams.I never ever think of a country childhood,for i enjoyed having maids and computers and high technology.Like,what am i thinking,this city is brilliant.
Yet, from the moment i have been banned for a ride on my bike along the road in front my house,i feel extremely prisoned.What would life been at the country,eh?
I fancy myself dreaming for the different life,but then,i don't always dream.When i look back and see,there aren't any memories i really remember.I just can't help being a city girl.
