we the people faces thousands of mornings in our life….obviously the lucky we who lives long in this beautiful place. i find differences among mornings . such as at the very childhood our morning was painless .we used to get up,the n brush our teeth and go to school.life was simpler .we had nothing to think…but we were sad.we thought why we are little ?why we can’t dominate as older do?why?
here ,we get power lover in very early age.
after that ,we grow up…and become juvenile…we started dreaming of our life.our witches and demons become beautiful boy or girl.some of us starts dreaming about career…they are upgraded .simple person dream simpler. in this time our morning become sweet.we always dream for a better start.we wait for our dear.
to be continued (coz i am tired ,let me think again)