Corrections

When I was young, I believed that there was the other world beyond this world I lived.

I believed I could move over and live there as I got a bit older and arrived at the age I could understand my situation where I was in.

But I couldn't move over even thought the time passed.

I thought there would be some changes of me or markable changes of surroundings when it was the time that I could move across the place.

I believed that everything would be in change at a time.

So I waited every day for the time to come.

I was getting order as days passed.

Finally when I realised I had been only watching people around me changing even before I changed myself at some point, I recognised that the world I lived would never change and never be able to change.

And actually, people that I thought changed didn't even know that they were changing or changed theirselves.