I2\vs old Living Quarantined. By: Jazzabelle Juarez Days have become longer. Life has become quieter. It’s as though I have been punished for being a kid. I can’t hang out with friends. I can’t see my family, just the walls that I stare at, imagining faces in the blemishes. This pandemic has opened my eyes to the life we've been blessed with. I miss connecting with my friends. I miss making plans and having that rush of happiness and excitement come over me. Thaven't seen my Great grandma in a while, and I wonder if she has new wrinkles. I miss seeing my cousins and uncles, because I was always learning something new, even if it was dumb. I found a new meaning to boredom. All those times I complained about not having anything to do, I regret now because I'm forced to stay home. Tost my Great grandpa a year ago, and that made me realise time is precious. So just imagine how restricted COVID is making me feel. Hearing on the news that people are losing their lives. Hearing my mom tell my dad that family members are leaving us, feels like a silent war. We're watching the world through a screen, talking to our loved ones through a screen. This will never compare, but the small taste that I've gotten, I've come to see that Anne Frank is MUCH stronger than I could ever imagine.COVID is bittersweet. It has given me a new perspective on life. No matter what age you are, things happen that cannot be controlled. And life is too precious and short to think that you aren't worth living.