When I was a child, my dad brought me to the aquarium every weekend. I loved it there; it's so beautiful and quiet. The sea creatures are so graceful, and the fishes are so peaceful. They swim around effortlessly, but they are trapped, they’re not free. As I grew older, I didn't have enough time to visit the aquarium anymore. I spent most of my time studying, playing the piano, and doing other extra-curricular activities. I was being pressured by my parents to get the highest mark in the class, to get good grades, and to be the best of all. They want me to climb to the top, but this is not exactly what I want. Yes I do want good grades, a bright future, however I also want to do things I enjoy doing like going to the aquarium, or hang out with my friends. Yet there’s never enough time for me to do that anymore, I feel as if I'm imprisoned in a tank, like those fishes in the aquarium. I want to do things I enjoy doing, I want to free myself, I want to swim to freedom, and happiness.
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