Boarding school
My parents always had big dreams for my future. They wanted me to become self-independent and confident. One night, at dinnertime we were all busy eating my favorite food pasta with cheese, the atmosphere was very funny as my younger brother was telling jokes and making fun of my new dress, which had polka dots. All of the sudden my mother interrupted “We have decided something... we hope you will accept our decision”. After saying that she drank water as her lips were dried up, her eyes were red as if she cried before dinner. From her face I could make out that it was something very serious. She continues, “It will be good for you to go to a boarding school now”. It was complete silence in the room after that. I was totally blank, I didn’t have any words to express myself. Inside I was angry. After a little while I came to my consciousness and I could only say, “No way I’ll never ever leave you”. It was obvious that I couldn’t eat after that, I left the dinning table, leaving my parents in the middle of the conversation. Nothing could stop me that time, not even my father voice, which called me “Come back we can talk”. I went back to my room and lock the door, so that nobody comes to disturb me. That night couldn’t sleep and I was sure that my parents are also awake. I kept on thinking for the whole night and when the sun was going to give the light to the world, a thought came into my mind which enlightened me, maybe my parents don’t love me anymore. The thought was horrifying, I was sweating in my air conditioned bed room. On that stand suddenly I decided to leave my parents house and go to my grandparents whom I thought loved me more than my parents. Something was bothering me when I was packing my clothes. Why was I so pessimistic, I never used to be like this before? I was not sure what should I do next. In that confusion my feet started to move out. I was restless and my steps were slow. As I came downstairs before I could say anything my father stood up from sofa with coffee mug and a newspaper in his hand. His eyes were open wide they were red and could make out that he didn’t sleep whole night. He had a question in them but before he could ask I answered it before “I am leaving, hope you’re happy with that”. Unintentionally I hurt my father that day, tears flow down from his red eyes and he said, “So this is what you think about me”. You are the one who left me in lurch. After that none of us said a word. I put my head up and looked at my dad and saw tears dripping down from his eyes. My heart swelled and I knew it was a hard time for him. I was sure now that I was wrong about my parent’s intentions to throw me out of the house. An unexplainable feeling was there in my heart. I felt guilty towards my father and suddenly I thought how could I do it. I felt sorry but I couldn’t sad a word, I cried and my father came towards me to console. I hugged him and it was all fine again. I was always sure about my father that he was a good provider, and his number one priority was his family.