I didn’t know the feelings adults had when they knew their fun was coming to an end until I was 15. When you grow up fast and have no choice but to do so, something changes inside of you. It’s like a strobe light of crazy just broke your innocence. It feels like no matter how much you don’t want to feel it… It’s unbearable. Life just raped you and you’re left sitting in a corner crying. Everyone has their own opinion of being an adult. It just seems like even though you have to stay strong for others around you, your knees want to cave in and eyes bleed an ocean of tears.