I was a junior in high school, 17 years young, when I decided that I wanted to live on my own. Earlier that year I had gotten accepted into a program, which gave me the opportunity to attend college full time for my senior year. I was so excited with this opportunity and thought that I was ready for a new home away from my family, away from my friends, away from the three noisy children in my house, and away from all house rules. I was especially ready to be away from the rule of having to ask for permission anytime I wanted to go out. It always took about half an hour of begging to get any kind of permission.
My parents, however, were never too happy with the idea of me moving out. Every time I talked to my mom about moving, I could see …show more content…
I was very excited hoping this would be the one! As soon as I walked in, I just knew this was the place. I loved it all from beginning to end and decided that this had to be my new home.The tour ended and I took the final decision, this was it! I filled out my apartment application and signed my lease that same day. There was a section in the application that asked about allergies or disabilities so I was sure to specify that I was allergic to cats. I was told that the move in day would be in late August. From that day on, all I dreamed and even daydreamed about was my new apartment. I would spend sleepless nights pinning room decorating ideas on Pinterest and making shopping lists of everything I thought I would need. Every weekend from June to August I would take endless shopping trips for random things like extra curtains, holiday decorations, an excessive amount of clothes, school supplies that could last me years, and even fish food with the goal of getting a pet fish. It was certainly a load of things I didn’t necessarily need, but bought anyway “just in …show more content…
So I packed my bag and drove home. I began to feel an unexplainable excitement when I finally came to exit 46, my home! I had missed it so much. “Home sweet home.” I whispered as I passed the “Welcome to Hartford” sign. I drove with the biggest smile from cheek to cheek all the way to my parents house. I could literally feel a heartwarming feeling just by walking into the house that I had been longing to see. Everything about it felt so welcoming. Hearing my sisters voices and seeing such huge welcoming smiles on their faces brought back the motivation that I had lost weeks before. I don’t think I had EVER been so happy to see my parents; the time away from them had seemed eternal. Another thing I was so happy to have back was the smell of my mom's traditional mexican food cooking. I was so joyful that even hearing the kids shouting and laughing made me smile. I felt peace like never
My parents, however, were never too happy with the idea of me moving out. Every time I talked to my mom about moving, I could see …show more content…
I was very excited hoping this would be the one! As soon as I walked in, I just knew this was the place. I loved it all from beginning to end and decided that this had to be my new home.The tour ended and I took the final decision, this was it! I filled out my apartment application and signed my lease that same day. There was a section in the application that asked about allergies or disabilities so I was sure to specify that I was allergic to cats. I was told that the move in day would be in late August. From that day on, all I dreamed and even daydreamed about was my new apartment. I would spend sleepless nights pinning room decorating ideas on Pinterest and making shopping lists of everything I thought I would need. Every weekend from June to August I would take endless shopping trips for random things like extra curtains, holiday decorations, an excessive amount of clothes, school supplies that could last me years, and even fish food with the goal of getting a pet fish. It was certainly a load of things I didn’t necessarily need, but bought anyway “just in …show more content…
So I packed my bag and drove home. I began to feel an unexplainable excitement when I finally came to exit 46, my home! I had missed it so much. “Home sweet home.” I whispered as I passed the “Welcome to Hartford” sign. I drove with the biggest smile from cheek to cheek all the way to my parents house. I could literally feel a heartwarming feeling just by walking into the house that I had been longing to see. Everything about it felt so welcoming. Hearing my sisters voices and seeing such huge welcoming smiles on their faces brought back the motivation that I had lost weeks before. I don’t think I had EVER been so happy to see my parents; the time away from them had seemed eternal. Another thing I was so happy to have back was the smell of my mom's traditional mexican food cooking. I was so joyful that even hearing the kids shouting and laughing made me smile. I felt peace like never