HI HIVERS, it's me Ana again. Let me tell you a story about my childhood. Enjoy reading!
Welcome to my younger version. Everyone has a story about how they grow up, how they managed to survive in the cruel world. My childhood was unforgettable, I'm the youngest child and I enjoy everything that world can offer.
I do silly things just to catch the attention of my parents. Although I'm the youngest, but still I'm not the favourite child. They say I'm the blackship of the family, a rebelled child who loves to make everyone worried. My parents are overprotective to me, even my siblings. I can still enjoy mylife cause they give the things that I want. But then again it has limits. Some things happened and because of it, all eyes is on me. I can't afford to have mistakes, it would be a big disappointment.
MY BESTFRIEND
All of us has a best friend and here's mine. He is Justine Mar Lagrimas, my childhood best buddy. Everything we do, we do it together. Up until now he is there for me, my personal driver, my crying shoulder and most specially my partner in crime. He do things that makes me happy. A one call away friend who is there when I'm at trouble or even in my small achievements. Our bonding are going to café and joy rides with our colleagues. We are best friends since we were a kid. And they say our bond is stronger that a romantic relationship and I would say, Yes it is. Even though we have our own partners, we are still there for each other. We are not romantically evolved with each other, and we respect our partners. I'm thankful to them, cause they understand the situation.
ELEMENTARY DAYS
It's not easy to be the youngest daughter, the pressure in on me. Since I was elementary I do compete in events and school plays just make my parents proud. I'm not a honor student back then, they always compare me to my older brother who excel in his class and graduated as Salutatorian of there batch. I strive hard just to make them proud, I became the top 1 of the class when I enter my 1st year in high school. It is overwhelming feeling, and I aimed for a higher achievement because of it. I became competitive even it is just a small competition. I struggles and I feel bad to myself that time. The only things that matters to me when I was a kid is just to be happy without being compared.
To younger me I hope that I make you proud. I didn't get a chance to pursue the dream that I promised to achieve but I hope my decision won't hurt you in the future. I'm not the person that we dreamed of, but I'm fighting. I won't disappoint you, I'm still in the process of achieving the first goal and I promise to make you the proud.
