Letting me move into my university dormitory wasn't an easy decision for my parents.
However, they knew if I wanted a good1, I'd have to live away from home. I'd always2living alone: the life of no rules and regulations and being independent. So I was3with this new stage in my life.
4, during the first few months of living alone I'd find myself crying every day. I'd call my mum every day. I5to fly back home as soon as I got any time off. That was the only thing I was6about. Coming from a big family, I was7to noises surrounding me.
Therefore, the scary8at night was the worst. I couldn't even9without keeping the lights on.
As time went by, I started enjoying the10that came with living alone. I could do things in my own time: eat whenever I want, wake up whenever I want. The space of loneliness was also then11by friends who became like family, so I12missing my family less.
When it was time to say goodbye and go back home after my13I was bittersweet.
I'd 14my time alone, learning things which wouldn't have been 15 if I had moved away from home. But I'd also missed my family too much.
I'd learned a lot from this16. Living alone made me value17 time even more. I realized that every second with them18though I might not get the freedom I had while living alone.
I guess it's19 for everybody, but for me, there is no warmth in a house 20 it's filled with loving members and people you love.