"Are you sure you can live all by yourself?" My mum called as I made my way to the car with the last suitcase. "Stop worrying about me. Trust me, I'll be alright" I lied
I just finished college and now I think is the time to move out. I wanted to turn around and hug my mum, kiss her on the cheek and never let go. But the tears in my eyes held me back. I didn't want her to see me like this.
"You have to go, You've been a burden on her for a time too long" I said to myself.
My mum lives alone. My Dad died in a plane crash. He was a pilot. The only money that mum receives is from the pension. And me? well I've been jobless, untill today. I got a job in Detroit and that's when I decided to move there from Cleveland.
I jumped in the car and drove away. I could see my mum in the rear view mirror, waving goodbye.
My new apartment was small, very small. Actually it was just a room with a bathroom attached to it and a small kitchen as well.
'Well I better get ready for the first day' I said it out loud. 'Hey! it's MY home I can even scream if I want to' I thought. And then it started. The little debate in my head.
"You do know that you have neighbours, they will get disturbed"
"Do I care? No!"
"oh, but you should"
"oh, but I don't"
