I miss my childhood days. those time when I had nothing to worry about. whenever I am hungry, I will cry so much that the whole neighbors would know that there is a problem. The moment dad hears his precious kid is hungry he goes all the way to get something for his princess. I would play with sands and dirty my clothes without a single idea of the stress of washing clothes with bare hands.
I had no worries after all I was just a child who had no understanding of what the world is. all I found important was my toys, my books, food and sleeping.
I miss those times when all I can see in my parents eyes are amusement and love.
I miss being carried to school in dad's car with my lunch box filled with a lot of goodies. I miss those times when I won't touch my food because I wasn't hungry.
I miss childhood when my laughter is genuine and not forced.