If you are reading this, do me a favor and try to think back to your child hood. Do you remember a time when you saw something someone else had or just something in general that you wanted? Be it a doll or a new toy, or thinking more modernly, maybe your cell phone or laptop isn’t working and you want a new one. The one you eye is out of your price range. Or maybe you see something that your mom or dad says your too young to have? I am dealing with that feeling right now. Almost every one around me seems to have a face book account. I know there is an age restriction of thirteen, and I know people under thirteen, and their parents let them lie and say that they are at least thirteen. In my opinion, (now I’m speaking my mind here) I can handle a facebook account. My parents worries are that there are the mean and nasty people out there and they take kids away from their homes. The action of the child being taken means that the nasty person needs the address. They disguise them selves as children and they say something like: ” Hi my name is ________. Can we hang out today? My mom says if your mom/dad says we can play I need to come to your house. We are doing a major cleaning and my mom doesn’t want more of a mess to clean.” And so the child gives the nasty person the address of his/her house just to find out the person he/she thought was a friend, was really just an enemy. I think I have an easy and simple solution to that problem: only make friends with the people I know for real, like my mom or dad, or my mom’s best friend, my god-mother. Not someone on the computer I hang out with that I really don’t know much about until I grow up to be old enough that I don’t have to worry about total strangers.
Now my parents had a second worry. People have a tendency to use bad words such as female dog, idiot, the F word, etc. Now no offense, but I hear plenty of that kind of mouth. Sometimes when my parents are angry can’t help but just say something, and I have learned that I don’t say that kind of stuff. So right now I really don’t know why exactly they have the second worry.