I was sitting on my beloved bed that I have almost owned for all my life. I felt sadness, this was another step in life, another level - harder, I suppose. I was growing out of my childhood and ready to go university and later get a job. I have never imagined it would be so hard to see all my things packed and my luggage in the corner. This was it. I couldn't hold my tears as they ran down my cheeks and I felt emptiness inside my body.
''Francis, come on! Are you ready?'' My mum shouted from down stairs. This was the beginning of my journey and I had to be strong.
'' Yeah, just a minute, mom.'' I took a long sigh and before I started worrying again, I took my luggage and went down stairs. In just a few minutes I was already outside, standing in front of the house, making the picture engraved in my memory. And the exciting thought occurred -I was going to university!!!
''Francis, dear - you know you can stay here, I would buy you a car and you could go to university everyday, whilst living here and not having to pack everything and go,'' said my mom, with a little concerned voice. '' Mom, I have to be more independent, I need to make my own choices,''I said and pulled a tough face.
'' I will always visit , when I can and don't be concerned, I will be fine!'' I said it with eagerness, and snorted at my own words. I wish I hadn't been so melodramatic back then, when I was sitting on the bed, saying my good byes. Going away from wasn't such a bad idea now. I could get a part time job and do studying for my lifetime dream of becoming a doctor. '' Remember to write me e-mails'' said my mom as she drove me to the campus.