My childhood is running out.

I’m almost 18!

Some think that’s a good thing.

I think it’s a bad thing.

18 means your no longer a child.

You learn responsibilities now.

You don’t have time to party.

But before 18.

You could go to the park with friends.

Ride down a steep hill and crash a bike.

Childhood means being reckless and creating fun memories with friends.

As 18 slowly creeps by I think about the fun I had.

Being a child was the best part of my life.

We would go camping with the family.

Fishing at the lakes.

Jumping off a boat into the lake.

Playing monkey overboard at montero park.

Christmas presents that were toys.

Toys that are no longer sold to the new generation.

The new generation won’t have as much fun as I did.

The new generation is all about technology now.

When I was a child we didn’t have cellphones.

We had curfews which was when the lights turn on.

Play until the lights turn on.

Well now after so many years the lights finally turned on.

As I go from playing at a park to walking home and becoming an adult.

Sometimes you want to grow up.

But sometimes you want to enjoy the age your at.

Childhood is full of happy memories.

Childhood is full of sad memories.

Childhood is full of funny memories.

Sometimes you have to keep your childhood memories.

In order to really grow up into an adult.