I'm a little worried about it, yes. Heck, in about 17 school days from now I'm graduating from high school, and not much longer after that I'm turning 18 years old. I'm excited about that, of course, but it kinda scares me as well. It's not so much the idea of growing up, it's the things left behind. My high school years were the only good years of my life; I met the best friends I could have ever asked for, I had lots of new experiences, and I really came out of my socially timid shell. Looking back on it all, I only had three years to enjoy that. I barely had any friends from elementary school through middle school. I rarely ever got to do things like hang out with friends outside of school or go to birthday parties or other kinds of parties. In fact, Halloween of 2011 was the very first time I'd ever been to a party with friends. And Spring Break of my 11th grade year was the first time I ever had a friend come over my house since I was little. I had a really unfulfilling childhood, which is why I'm worried about growing up. I feel like I haven't had enough time to really enjoy growing up, since most of that time was spent alone.