DENIAL ( a very short essay ). All of my friends are getting old. They were young once , but now they are withering , flailing, and just sorta getting wrinkly. I guess they are still ok, but its awfully awkward hanging out with old people. Why did they have to go and get old? They smell of saves and their hair is falling out. They grunt when they move and they need assistive devices (it seems ) to hear, see, and ambulate. I wish that my friends hadnt grown old. I guess that I might get old one day, if I live long enough; but , I sure do hope that I dont look like my friends. I am glad that I am young.
Posted on: Thu, 15 May 2014 00:25:05 +0000
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