All Nonfiction
- Bullying
- Books
- Academic
- Author Interviews
- Celebrity interviews
- College Articles
- College Essays
- Educator of the Year
- Heroes
- Interviews
- Memoir
- Personal Experience
- Sports
- Travel & Culture
All Opinions
- Bullying
- Current Events / Politics
- Discrimination
- Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
- Entertainment / Celebrities
- Environment
- Love / Relationships
- Movies / Music / TV
- Pop Culture / Trends
- School / College
- Social Issues / Civics
- Spirituality / Religion
- Sports / Hobbies
All Hot Topics
- Bullying
- Community Service
- Environment
- Health
- Letters to the Editor
- Pride & Prejudice
- What Matters
- Back
Summer Guide
- Program Links
- Program Reviews
- Back
College Guide
- College Links
- College Reviews
- College Essays
- College Articles
- Back
As a Child
As a child,
I was obsessed
with soft things. Blankets, pillows,
toys and sheets, dragged into
the living room, kitchen and
bedroom floors.
Piled them all up
like fortresses, and nestled
myself within their woolen strongholds.
As a child,
I would disappear
in the soft folds
from dawn to twilight.
Concealed within
a forgiving embrace,
cocooned
in a lump on my bed.
No longer. Life doesn't permit
lazy days anymore. No more
soft, safe hideaways, only the
toils of every day.
Now, the heaps lay,
abandoned,
feelings of being
encased in clouds,
no longer fills my days.
It's become
lost to me, like the magic,
and the dreams of flying
I had
as a child.

Similar Articles
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 0 comments.
It tells the story of growing up, and how life doesn't let you stay a child forever.