a diary Today I feel a little bit tired because my mom forced me to get up early at 5:00am this morning. It was a big day for her because she was going to play Taichi on the stage for a program at 6:00am which made her feel really proud of herself. Mom was very excited when was she made up, I almost could see a big flower bloss on her face. I also felt proud of her but just with some complaints, because I always played the role as a follower of her and my duty was carrying things and taking photos for her. The program lasted the whole morning, when it finished there was only one word in my empty mind---freedom. When we arrived home I rushed into my room and jumped into my sweet bed. At the same time I could still heard my mom's loud and excited voice coming from downstairs. In my bed I was sleepy but couldn't fall asleep, so I sent a message to someone but got nothing after a long time. I've always felt sensitive, childish and did and said everything without considering the results. I'm always so naive to believe that everyone will forgive me because I'm still too young to take responsibility, then I lost his trust. I have always realized the importance when I almost lost it and then I tried to make up but it was already useless. Nevertheless sometimes I dont want to grow up and wish I could be a child forever, humm maybe it is also one way of escaping taking responsibility.