Adult

 Adulthood

When I was young I was so eager to be an adult. Little did I know about being an adult. I imagined being an adult was being free from parents and earn own money and I could travel to the far and wide distance. 

But  I was totally wrong about it. I hate being an adult. I just hate it. Since becoming an adult, I've had so much responsibilities that I need to fulfil. Okay, I'm sleepy now. See? I told you. Adult can sleep later than 10 pm. Sleepy already. Okay bye. 

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