Adulthood

I finally grow up today. Recalled the Marigolds, the protagonist Lizabeth suffered in the great need for her mother but she was never there, and the bewilderment between child and woman. She was confused and lost her way in neither-child-nor-woman predicament. Therefore, Lizabeth destroyed and trampled the only beauty in Ms. Lottie's garden-- warm, passionate, and sun-golden marigolds. Compared to me, I'm glad that I wasn't confused in the plight. When I was surprised by the difficulty, my friends were always there and supported, encouraged me. My mother is always there and accompanies me through difficulties. Although it's too late for me to grow up (compared to other girls), I am so excited that I finally become a little closer to adult. However, my heart will always stay in childhood, and remains happy-go-lucky attitude forever.