Memories that fade like photographs.

This is one of those moments where I wish I could go back and tell myself back when I was younger how my life turned out. I just want to see what my face would look like. I wouldn't hold back. I'd say everything.

I'd start at about 7th grade. I'd tell myself about how much I changed that year and how different I am. I'd tell myself who my best friend was and about the fun little slumber parties we had at her house. I'd explain the significance of the word "Applebottom" to myself.
I'd tell myself about my 8th grade year and how amazing my first concert was. I'd tell myself to enjoy middle school all I can, because the day it ends begins the craziest journey of my life...drastically.
I'd tell myself about the summer that my life completely changed. I'd tell myself who my best friend would end up being and how we became friends. I'd also explain how I lost my old best friend. I never would have believed myself. I would have laughed straight in my face and said "No way. You're lying." I'd tell myself about my roller coaster emotions. I'd tell myself about that horrible babysitting job I had. I'd tell myself the stories about how awful the children were and how upset I'd get when I went home because of them.
I'd tell myself about my freshman year, and how crazy Mrs. Wiggins was. I'd tell myself about the new friends I made and how high school really isn't bad. I'd tell myself about how sad I was when my best friend moved away in the middle of the year. I'd tell myself about the awful breakdown I had near the end of the year. But I'd cheer myself up by reminding me that they came back every other weekend, was my date to prom, and moved back that summer.
I'd tell myself about my sophomore year, and how BCIS was the best class ever. I'd tell myself how amazing Uncrustables are. I'd tell myself about the worst fight I've ever gotten into with a friend, but how everything was resolved and is perfect again. I'd also go on about how nice it is to have a drivers license.
I'd tell myself about the summer that changed me a lot. I'd tell myself about the first time I snuck out. I'd tell myself about the countless, hot summer days spent driving around and blaring music with my best friend. I'd tell myself about my first kiss.
I'd tell myself how stressful and how awful Junior year is. I'd tell myself about my second kiss and how much better it was. I'd complain about how much homework I have. I'd explain how HARD school is and how much I hate it. I'd tell myself about the little scares I've faced.

Well, there isn't much I could tell myself after that because that's exactly where I'm at.
After I tell my young self all of that and saw the expression on my little innocent face, I'd erase my little mind and let me experience it all over again.
No matter how hard my life has been, and how surprising everything turned out to be...
I wouldn't trade it for anything.