Drive

It took me time to realize that even if I was so scared and frightened inside. My decision is final. . . and that is to go home. I don't know what will happen. I don't know if I'm ready to face my parents again. I feel like I'm not a good daughter to them.

I left without telling them my reason and even after all these years I didn't even tried to contact them. Maybe Mommy is mad at me? Will she even recognize me as her son? I do not know. Hmm what about Daddy? Will he like what I did? Probably not. I ran away from...