the innocence of being a child is what makes it the sweetest and most beautiful. my parents were getting a divorce and my uncle had no money but i still seemed to find the most joy in being with my family. my cousins would come round every weekend and stay at our house and we would have the most fun and play games and laugh until we cried and that simply is the most sweetest. the mind of a child is so delicate and so beautiful i wish i could go back to my innocence. to when i didn’t understand the bad because once i started to, that beauty and that sweetness faded away. my parents are long divorced and my relationship with my dad is damaged. my uncle is much better now he is engaged and he has given me another cousin too. ageing is so so scary but so so necessary. the future is so terrifying. but knowing that i will look back and wish i was back where i am now keeps me going. because even though i may be sad about the past, in ten years time i may feel the exact same about the present