End of an era.

How I long for those days to return, where the world presented a false, naïve sense of innocence and security. Life was simple yet fictional then. Children could do and think whatever they wanted without having to worry about harsh consequences and horrid criticism from adults around them. Ah yes, those lovely, simplistic, safer times. Cherish the memory my dear; for those days are ancient history now. Only read about in history books and fairytales; never to be seen again.