Living on my own

I have always been very dependent on my parents, even still to this day. I have never lived on my own or been away from my parents for an extended period of time. So when it was time to start school and move to Atlanta, I was very nervous. I was not sure how I would react and feel knowing that my parents were no longer right down the hall. When the time finally came to start school in August, I was extremely nervous. My dad was working outside the country when it was time for school to start, so my mom was the only one to help me move into my dorm. Although I was very glad that my mom was there to help me move in, I was also very sad because I knew I would not want her to leave. The day I was assigned to move into my dorm was on a Thursday and my mom decided she would just stay the weekend until Monday, the first day of school. In a way, I was dreading the first day of school because I knew my mom would have to leave and I would be on my own. My mom reassured me that I would be fine but I just could not imagine not having my parents right down the hall of my house if I needed them. When the day finally came that my mom had to go home, I knew I would cry. In fact, both my mom and I cried. This was the first time that I had lived on my own or been away from my parents. Now that I’m in my second semester of school, I have gotten used to being on my own but I still miss my parents every day. Even though I have gotten used to living on my own, I still talk to my mom on the phone everyday!