American Films and Childhood Best Friend

Childhood is the happiest time of a human life. It’s a time where every simple thing is meaningful; a happy time with neither worries nor cares because it is someone else’s job. When I look back at my childhood fills with events and memories of the days I leave far behind it brings a river to my eyes. Always have everything any child hopes for. I remember just like today how open my mother’s make up pallet and scatter it all over my face.

How my holding best friend comes over, together we go in my mother’s closet and play dollhouse. Diane and I try all of my mother’s expensive clothing and shoes. Spend my days mirror my feet and think about the achievement the day fill in her shoes. Enjoy all kind of games from hide and seek, sing along with the radio to dress up equally with my best friend. Additionally, her family and a mine know one another from college. Diane and I literary live at each other’s house like sister.

Often, I look at the mirror everyday with wonder of where the little girl goes to. The memory of those happy days makes me forget my present at least for a second. I am now a woman wood exceeds the size of my mother’s shoes, even though it feels like a second ago my life is forever change. Today, I embrace the world that my mother prepares me for adult/ motherhood. Indeed, my childhood is a golden period of my life that I enjoy the memory of every moment.