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The words from a famous song are challenging my mind. ”Nobody knows what it’s like to be a bad man, to be a sad man behind blue eyes”. I have been lucky to be good and my eyes are brown. I have never been in an extremely difficult situation; I have never been a hero. I am common. It can sound like a sentence. However, it will not always be like that.
I am 5 years old. A big yellow tank filled with water in a neighbor’s yard is tempting me for a “criminal” deed. The weather is hot and my parents are at work while my brother is somewhere with his friends. I want to swim in that tank as other boys do when they are back after playing a war. My mom says it is dangerous and I can drown. I think she just cannot understand. She is just being strict! The weather is getting hotter and I go and take a shower. It is better than just sitting and staring at that tank. When my mom comes back from work she sees that some of my clothes are wet. She thinks I somehow got into the tank and had a swim. I get punished. So does my brother. 13 years have passed since that time. I still remember that tank. I wish I had got into it. That would make my life more extreme. I would have had what to be proud of. I have always been a good girl.