Catastrophe

My childhood, when I knew nothing.

I grew up surrounded by love in a well-to-do family.

I could have anything I wanted; unless my demands were unreasonable, anything I asked for was placed in my hands.

Back then, my parents truly loved me and constantly showered me with attention.

Up to then, I had grown up believing that such overwhelming love was only natural.

But around the time I entered middle school.

I realized how much more love I had received than I deserved.

As I made various friends and met various adults,

I learned that not all the adults in this world were like my parents.

While I was grateful to be so fortunate, I also began to feel a slight sense of superiority at having such beautiful and wise parents...