If I were twelve againIf given a magic wand, and with a simple swing you can turn into whoever you want to be, what would be your choice?Proberbly a lot of people want their dreams of being someone else fulfilled, the ones with more wisdom, charm or fortune. But for me, things maybe a little bit different, I just want to be myself once again.Oh the warmth of the summer afternoon. How I wish that I can feel it again! Back then when we haven’t moved out from our sweet old house, there was always sunshine pouring down into the yard and onto my skin, nice and easy, warm and peace, I believe all of my pain made during the years would be healed if only I am twelve again and standing in the afternoon sun.And you, my grand pa, definitely I would give you more hugs and talk to you more often. I was so afraid, because you are dying. I so wanted to be by your side and calm you and easy your pain. But I was so scared when I touched your wrinkled dry hands and lose skin on your arms. At that moment I sensed death, and I wasn’t brave enough to stay by your side, more or less I shone away from you and I’m so sorry you could feel it. You never know that I almost cry my heart out when you passed away, and how regretful I have been because I didn’t love you more.If I were twelve again, I would savor those beautiful feeling missed out because of my ungrateful childishness. If I could be twelve again…