At the beach today, I sat on the pier and listened to the talk of some younger children, who were anywhere from eight to twelve years old. There was a red-haired boy and three girls, and his mouth was rarely, if ever, closed. Two of the girls had gone into the water, and I began to stretch my legs, to partially explain my lingering presence on the
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maybe after a certain age, we all begin to think this, but don't children seem to act much older than they use to?
Thanks for sharing that story. :)
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You're welcome.
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Also depressing.
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And then I think way back... back to pre-school and I clearly remember having such a huge crush on this other little boy in my class. XD I'd try to sit near him and that sort of thing, and I also remember him being quite mean to me. He even went so far as to pinch me once when I was sitting near him! Guess I had cooties or something. :( Haha.
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I can remember well the string of gals I liked beginning around then. Also Victoria's Secret catalogs, which were greaaaaaat.
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XD
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