Grow Up Is A Process That You Seldom Experience
Grow up is not a word but everyone will go through this process. This process is very simple now you may two or three years old and even do not understand what I said, slowly you would become teenagers and grow up in to handsome boys and beautiful girls that is the growth process. Later when you dress in the Quinceaneras Dresses that you come into another process in your lifetime as it is the time to say goodbye to your childhood. Everyone is suffering this and I am not an exceptional one but also get through this process. Unconsciously you would feel you grow up and everyone has the turning point. The following I would say about the performance of one of the things in my process.
Now I am no longer the child anymore and I am an independent man, look at the Quinceaneras Dresses in the closet they would recall the funny things as I was a child and I thought to grow up you need to suffer first.
I was born in a small country and live with my parents for tens of years. Something happened although this thing is a small one but fully able to reflect I have grown up. During my primary school grade year, one day after school on Friday, the students got out of the school one by one. When one after another poured out of the gate and I was alone among the flowing. Then I followed with what my mother said to wait for her on the roadside. I had waited more than 30 minutes but my mother had not come yet, I thought that every right time mom would come to pick me up on time and why she was late that day. When I doubted I found a way to come up with the situation that I went home alone. No, if I went halfway and mother came to school then what should do. I figured out a good way I got a phone card and rushed to a public telephone to call mother. But mother said she had some stuffs to deal with and dad would come to pick up with me. I thought maybe mother was deliberately testing me. I gave my father a call and my father said he would come about an hour later and then I just begged to go home alone. After returning home mom praised me and so happy about it, my father said I grew up. I know as a child it was a test to rush in the public bus but I knew sooner or later I would face it alone. To grow up to dress in the Quinceaneras Dresses and it comes into another life process.