Time to sleep.And as always before it different thoughts are coming, so I remembered some moments from my childhood.. oh,what a wonderful time it was!
And it's so pity,that we can't travel to the past, can't be children again:(( The best time in our lives(of course there are some exceptions). My dear grandmother was alive,my parents were young and my second grandmother was full of life and energy.. At that time I can't imagine the importance of being a child as long as possible, but now I understand and I want to turn to that life maybe for one week..so hard. We believed in fairy-tales and Santa Claus, we didn't know about computers and were waiting for watching of favourite cartoons,played with toys and every day of our life we opened something new.. everything seems special,clear and new..
This thoughts upset me:-/
And now I want to have a dream about that happy life, I want the dream be like a real..I miss you,my childhood.
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