I found this poem I wrote to my grandmother when I was about 8 years old. It is possibly the saddest poem ever written by a child.
The cricket always has 6 legs
And each Autem they may lay eggs
And crickets like to hop and jump
Love to spend time in a rotton stump
They also like to hop and sing
Mostly they like to sing in spring
The cricket always eats green grass
And never takes up to much mass
Why do I think this poem was so sad? It was written by a small child with a purely analytical and scientific point of view. This was a poem I wrote in my free time for my grandma and not something written for school.
When I was around 12 years old one of my brother's friends lived with us. He was about 18 and stayed with my family for a year. I remember one day I was writing a "just for fun essay" about the snails that lived in my fish tank, and he came in my room to talk to me so I quickly covered my essay. He then said, "Awww, how cute! You're writing a love letter to a boy." I faltered a little and said, "Yup, that's what I'm doing." It would have been more normal for me to have been writing a love letter instead of writing about the behavior of aquatic snails.
Oh well... I guess a person's personality doesn't change much with time.