I am afraid of growing up. I dont have that great of a future to look forward too. I am supposed to be deaf before the age of thirty, I probably cant have any children of my own, I dont know what kind of job that I could hold if I cant turn in work on time and if i have stress induced seizures. I am afraid of growing up because I know I ll leave all my happy memorys behind and I m afriad that I ll never make new ones.
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