My Silly Childhood

I was a rascal as a child. I had always looked up to my brother who's a year older than me. We did reckless things together, always getting ourselves in trouble. We had been best friends until 4^th grade.

I recall when we were messing with my mum's makeup when she arrived home. We were laughing because we looked like zombies or monkeys as she kept on scolding us. We loved playing with Barbie dolls. We used to rip their heads off and throw them wherever we want. We would detach their body parts and hide it somewhere, anywhere. We were drawing nipples and navels on them when my grandmother walked in. She gave us an hour long “sermon”. Since I didn’t own a Ken doll, I used my Spiderman toy figure and my brother used his Superman toy whenever we played house. Of course, Spiderman and Superman always saved the day by defeating the evil villain, Barbie. I had an old bedroom which I shared with my sister. I was meddling with her things until I found a Hentai cd under her pillow. I was curious, so I kept it and told my brother that we had something to kill time with later. We had watched it before demonstrating what we saw with my Barbie and his Superman.

I regret wanting to grow up. I miss the old times when I could just do whatever I wanted without a care in the world. I wish I could be a kid all over again. Growing up sucks, but it isn’t so bad either.