Days passed like a whirlwind. Everything feels so being fast-forward. I didn't notice the time and right now I can't exactly explain how to feel when I'll finally graduate in my senior year.

I was sitting on our sofa while looking at my parents busy fixing each other's clothes. Daddy's face contorted when Mommy slapped his chest.

"Stop pulling my dress down, will you? You'll ruin it.” Mommy said emphatically as Daddy rolled her eyes.

"Is this even a dress? it's too short.” Daddy groaned frustratedly while looking at my Mom's eyes. Mommy just rolled her eyes at him.

“It's called fashion. What do you want me to wear to...