我常常幻想,我要是别人家的孩子该多好呀!看电视剧里的富豪们对自己的孩子,要什么给什么。那些孩子好像能呼风唤雨,真让人羡慕。每次一去商场看到自己喜欢的衣服我都会情不自禁地说:“妈妈,我喜欢这个。”可那些衣服都太贵了,妈妈总会上前问了多少钱之后,就拉着我离开。可能是叛逆期的原因,我会丢下妈妈转头就走。在回家的路上,我在想我为什么不是别人家的孩子,别人家孩子的衣服都是那么漂亮,可我穿的都是从地摊买回来的。回到家妈妈去做饭,而我还在房间里蒙着被子抽泣着。妈妈叫我去吃饭的时候,我对她说:“吃什 I often fantasize about how wonderful it is for me to be someone else’s child, watching what the rich in the drama want for their children. Those children seem to be able to do anything they want, it’s really enviable. Every time I go to the mall to see my favorite clothes I can not help but say: ”Mom, I like this. “ But those clothes are too expensive, my mother always asked how much money before, took me go away. Rebel may be the reason, I will leave my mother turned away. On my way home, I was wondering why I was not a child of someone else’s house. Children’s clothes of other people were so beautiful, but I bought everything I bought from the stalls. Back home mom to cook, and I still sobbed in the room covered with blankets. When my mom asked me to go eat, I said to her: ”What to eat?