CHILDHOOD

The sun was setting over the park, and the girl was crying. She was sitting on a bench, her head in her hands, and her heart heavy with sadness.She thought about her childhood, about the days of innocence and joy that she had spent playing in this very park. She remembered the laughter, the smiles, the sense of freedom and joy she had felt.But now, looking around at the park, she saw only the darkness of night. The giant ferris wheel that had been the centerpiece of the park was now a pile of ashes and rubble, burned to the ground by a careless spark.The girl felt a deep sadness in her heart and her tears fell harder. She thought of all the memories that had been lost in the flames, of all the laughter that had been silenced, of all the dreams that had been destroyed.She knew that the giant ferris wheel was only a symbol of the joy she had felt in her childhood, but it was still a symbol of the beauty and innocence of her youth. And now it was gone.The girl wiped away her tears and slowly stood up. She knew her childhood was gone, but she also knew there were still things to be thankful for.