I'm 12 now, so I can remember this pretty clearly, when I was 2, I remember I was at my grandma's old house and I was in the room where all the toys were. I saw the door open and then close a little boy was standing right in front of me, he looked about 10, he had blue shorts on a green shirt and a baseball cap. He said his name was Billy, then he asked me if I wanted to play with a certain toy, I picked up a different toy and said I liked the one I had better. He got back up, took the toy out of my hand and hurled it across the room. I started to cry, I remember he put his hand over my mouth and told me to hush or he would smack me. I struggled to get up and get myself to the door. I yelled out "I'm telling my dad!" When he grabbed my arm, slapped me in the face and then scratched me. Then I saw an older man dressed in all black shake his head as if he was telling the boy to stop. The man lifted me and set me down and they both disappeared. And then that's when everyone walked in, my grandma was freaking and saying I had a slap mark and scratches! I never really had anything else happen there I never saw the boy again, but the man I saw a lot, he was nice, he talked to me sometimes though.
Thank you! ~Summer
Thank you for your nice response comment, and I hope I did not miss your 13th birthday.
I wish to extend to you my very best wishes for a very Happy 13th Birthday with many more happy returns. 😁 😊
Summer, a person's maturity is not defined by a number in age, but by their own personal, spiritual awareness, and the choices they choose to create in their own day to day life. There are children who act like adults and adults who act like children; it is when we can balance both the child and adult in us that we will all become fully aware of who we truly are as loving human beings.
Unfortunately, we live in a 3D physical world where there needs to be boundaries and age seems to be one of those earth bound boundaries. Not all things in this world are a one size fits all blanket, but at the moment it is how things are done and accepted. So, we learn to roll with the punches, and speaking from experience, the years go by much too fast as you become older in age. Thus, it is best to enjoy your life, especially when you are young, every moment and day at a time, for none of us is promised tomorrow. I think being young is just as wonderful as growing old, and both are to be cherished and enjoyed.
I know you are 13, but my advice to you is to live your life each day as if it were your last. Most of all, love well and always laugh as much as possible. Worry and down turned frowns only cause wrinkles. :) And the less wrinkles you have when you get older, the less body ironing you have to do when you are going out to skinny dip or mooning unsuspecting strangers. ;)
Happy 13th Birthday to Summer, and Many More! ❤