What if I woke up as my 10 - year - old self?.

I woke up today and immediately knew something was wrong because my feet barely touched the floor. I ran to the mirror and nearly screamed. Somehow, I was ten again. My first thought was school. My second was whether homework still existed. Unfortunately, it did.

I spent the morning enjoying cartoons, snacks, and having absolutely no Responsibilities. Then Mom told me to finish my homework before playing Suddenly, childhood felt less magical.

Still, I loved how excited I was about everything. A new pencil felt special. Evening cricket felt important. Even a five- rupees chocolate seemed like treasure.

Maybe growing up isn't gaining everything Sometimes, it's losing the ability to be impressed by little things.