that kid

I used to be this outgoing boy who spoke his mind as and when he liked. As a child, there wasn't much to fear because your opinions didn't matter. In primary school, I was the comedian.
The entertainer. I would make a senseless remark on someone who was walking past the class and everyone would burst out laughing, even the teachers weren't spared. I had a gift for such a thing and I embraced it. It was so much fun being around everybody, making them laugh and feeling happy. I was also a spoilt kid, I had all the toys in the world. I would spend half a day battling megazords from different eras of the Power Rangers and spend the other half throwing Batman on the ground thinking his cape would add a little more hang time if I stood on a chair. Then I'd do the same to Superman because he's suppose to be able to fly. When I wasn't feeling toys, I would lie on the living room floor to watch cartoons or sing along to boybands on the stereo. Life was this "happily ever after" thing that was secretly growing darker and most certainly tougher.

We were frogs in a well who knew nothing of the ocean.