It’s not only about me and you but it seems to be about the childhood of almost everyone of us . One beautiful thing about being a child is that you refuse to go to bed every time you’re asked to , and so incredible how you grow that penchant for rebuffing the propsal everynight that it becomes a terrible habit that your parents forcefully strive against . However , the thing that is more incredible than your running away from bed is that few moments later you end up falling asleep on the floor , the sofa , the carpet , the chair , in your daddy arms or mommy’s bosom or elsewhere, but one thing is certain : when you get up in the morning you find yourself gently covered and warm in your bed .. , and you don’t know how it happened .
Remember yourself yelling non-stop because you saw a toy in the hands of another child and craved for it despite the fact that you had better and more expensive toys at home . It doesn’t matter how cheap or expensive that toy is , all that matters is joining it to the dozens of toys you seldom use . Another beautifully innocent picture is that where you can’t wait until tomorrow comes to wear your new outfit especially during special days and celebrations , those nights seemed to be the longest you ever had and you had the impression that those few hours were an eternity .
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