Happy Thanksgiving, minna-san!
This is the time when people look forward to spending time with their families, I don't. I didn't want to come back home. There is literally no place for me back home. My parents make sure that they will always remind me that my choice of going far away to Albany was bad in their eyes. My parents kept on telling how I will have to do things on my own. They thought I would not be able to survive away from home. I did for a year. Here am I in my second year in high school, they're still getting on my case about living away from home. They can't just accept my decision after it's been one year. Every time I come home, it's the same over and over again. We always argue about the same things. It's always the same about how I shouldn't have gone away to college. They don't understand that they force me away. They force me to want to leave home.