Last summer I saw this girl who is about 12-14 years old, wearing heels, skimpy shorts and makeup. She was trying to hard to look mature and sexy.
It was not a vulgar getup but somehow it made me sad looking at her.
I wanna tell her:
“Little Miss, please don’t rush. You will get there, that I can assure you. But for now please enjoy your childhood. You can only get one shot at it. Make lots of memory. Be a kid. Enjoy. Forget the worries of the world. Live your life. Someday you are going to need it when faced with the harsh realities of life.”
But I did not.
I just looked at her, as she strut to the department store and I went on my way.