I miss being a kid. Sometimes I just want to go back to old times where I used to lie with a fear of what my mom is going to do to me, unlike now where I have to fight with my gulit. I used to share because elders told us sharing is caring and we believed it, our innocence.
I loved it when we used to make rules and break it without causing any harm to other people. A phase where I just did not care about how others would think of me. Especially for Hide and Seek, a game which will always be one of my deepest memories. Me and my cousins, who I hardly see now because of being caught up with our lives, used to play it all day long. I spy!
