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I remember when I was little. We used to take those little plastic tracks and smack ppl with them. They left a mark. Back in the days when all you had to wory about was if you wanted apple juice or milk. The days that you hated nap time. I grew up in a good family and raised right by my mom. I was corupted by the horrid society, the society that kills homeless people simply because they can't afford to have a home. When I was young, I swore to myself that I would stay strong. Back then, I had no clue on what the world is today. To tell the truth, I'm still figuring it out. The only thing I regret, is that I grew up to fast. I wish I could have held on to my childhood just a bit longer, because now, I can't remember what it felt like to be a true kid.