A childhood reflection.
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Looking back at my childhood, which I do not believe has finished yet, I would say, compared to many others; mine is a happy one. In comparison to when I was seven, I have vastly matured, but sometimes I relish in acting as if I was that age again. I hope I will always be a child at heart because I believe that is what can make us truly happy, not the riches of the world or heaven on Earth. I am not lying to you or myself when I say I have had a happy childhood. Despite coming from a broken family and having in my view, one of the worst brothers in the world (although when I was younger I used to worship the ground he walked on), I do not feel these things have had a significant impacts on the overall emotions involved in...

