If you really want to hear about it...

"Anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody's around - nobody big, I mean - except me. And I'm standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff - I mean if they're running and they don't look where they're going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them. That's all I do all day. I'd just be the catcher in the rye and all. I know it's crazy, but that's the only thing I'd really like to be."

There were three girls standing on the sidewalk infront of my house. They seemed to be between the ages of 9-12. They were trying to get every car that passed them to honk for them. Every time that one did, they would get so happy and high five eachother then wait for the next car. After staring out the window at them for a few minutes, i started remembering all of the things that i did with my friends when i was their age. Playing kickball until dark, going to the bike trail, catching lightning bugs and getting ice cream from the ice cream man almost every summer night. All of these memories came rushing back and i just stood there still looking out at the girls'. Wondering if they knew what is ahead of them. What challenges they would be faced with in their life not to mention in the next couple of years. It's kind of like i had a Catcher in the Rye moment if you will. It made me sad to know that they are so innocent now but give them a few years and they won't be innocent anymore. Someone or something will take their innocence from them. And then they'll be like everyone else in this world.

At that moment when i realized this, i wish i could do what Holden Caulfield wanted to do. Catch them. As if they were running and if they weren't careful enough, they could fall of the cliff. But they wouldn't because i would be the one to catch them and save them all. But i guess you can't be responsible for one's innocence but your own. But even then, you're screwed.