Some kids know what its like.
To not walk in front of thousands of people screaming in the air
To be short of time and money in war areas no food or drinks.
To be called names after names and to never fight back
To wait to and here your crazy uncle shouting at the sea.
To wish for everything to go black and wake up when the world is better.
To long for a day when they create time travel.
To never lose a trusted friend
To never break a promise.
To never know who you are when thousands scream and shout around you.
And some kids don’t.
By Alex
