The bubble flowed out as soon as she blew, and it went and landed on me. She gave me a smile and continue to blow. The bubbles glistened in the air and amazed the audience. Little kids ran and tried to pop them the best they can. I didn’t jump, I mean I’m not like that anymore. I’m not a kid, and that woman’s smile didn’t faze me. I walked away and look up at the beautiful Seattle sky as it was cloudless and blue. I walked by a playground full of happy little children in their broad shorts and sundresses. Running around faces full of what I once had. This wasn’t fair, I wish I was like that why was I growing up. I want to be like them. I want to pop bubble and have fun without people looking weirdly at me. I wish I thought I was immortal and could jump abysses like I did when I thought I was a super named Alphaman. I want to be able to cry and whine and complain about the world, but this evil world watches and records waiting for the next joke to come around. I walked away from the park. I walked away from what I used to think was cool. I still hear my parents voice in the back of my head “you’re now thirteen, almost a man you can’t be childish”. I now wear jeans and a cool sweater. Is this cool? Am I interesting now? Is this what being grown up is? Am I ever going to be happy like I once was? I continue to walk and I end in the city, full of business and blue collar workers. This is the life I’ll live. Depressed faces and hurt expressions. Back-stabs and shame. A man walks by trying not to cry because that’s what adults never do. A pretty woman pulling down her dress because of a rude comment someone made. People stealing and taking emotions and property. A wife throws a husband’s stuff out the window. She screams “Get out of my life!” And the man apologizes profusely, knowing deep down there’s no chance. Dirt and hate cover the walls and streets. Pain and suffering leave the homeless to rot. A police officer walking past a mugging. This is my future and I have to accept it. When I thought all hope was lost I see a bubble float through the sky in front of me. I popped it and I smiled a little.