You tell me to grow up, but I will have endless years to do that!

So, why is it that I’m writing this letter to you today? Out of all the years and out of all the people, why me and why today? Here’s why!

The other day, I was made to sit in a seminar that was 4 hours long. The seminar was about how difficult it is out there and how only a selection of us will make it in the real world. They taught us everything from writing your own resume to fighting to mark your own spot. All in all, it was very informative.

But throughout these 4 hours, all I kept thinking about was how I could have watched my favourite movie twice or how I could have binge-watched that TV series I’ve been meaning to or how I could have simply slept!

But what if I don’t want to grow up as yet?

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Now don’t get me wrong! I understand that the seminar was meant to help me and that it was for my good and all of that but all I kept hearing was, “This is it. Your teenage years end here and you have to grow up now.” But what if I don’t want to grow up as yet?

I have a few more years to be all mature and believe me, when the time comes, I will be all grown up. I will carry my briefcase around and talk to important people. But if I have to die at 70, I will have 50 years to do all of that. When will I get the time to bunk college just for the fun of it? When will I get to fall off my chair laughing in public and not feel embarrassed? When will I get the time to lie to my parents about going to friend’s place for a sleepover to finish a certain project and end up staying out the entire night?

I have certain goals and ambitions which, eventually, I shall achieve.

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When will I get the time to spend hours and hours simply binge-watching my favourite series with ice-cream for lunch and potato chips for dinner? When will I claim to love somebody, plan my entire life with them and then break up and repeat the cycle all over again? When will I get the time to embarrass myself and still love myself enough? When will I get the time to live? Because at this point, for my naïve brain, this is what ‘living’ is and hell yeah, it is!

So, more often than not, you will see me in random cafes with a group of friends for hours and hours, just sitting and laughing and not giving a damn about what’s going to come next. But nevertheless, I have certain goals and ambitions which, eventually, I shall achieve. But until then, let me live for I will be a teenager only 7 years of my life.

 

Love,

Another Teenager



Author: Zainab Haji

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