Emo-tions

It is a wonderful thing to hear the simple laughter of seemingly innocent kids. It is wonderful to see them smile and look at you with teary puppy eyes.

(I remember when i was 9 years old, sticking chewing gum on the back my hair and hugging the strong thighs of my dad crying for help. 10 years old I pushed my brother to smash a window pane. 11 years old fractured my right arm. 13 years old pierced deep into my thumb joint with a pair of scissors. 14 years old knocked the back of my head so hard i saw flashes of memory. 18 years old cracked a youth pastor's rib accidentally. 19 years bitten by a swarm of hornets.)