Letting me move into my university dormitory wasn't an easy decision for my parents. However, they knew if I wanted a good 1, I'd have to live away from home. I'd always 2 living alone the life of no rules and regulations and being independent. So I was3about 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. I 5 to fly back home as soon as I got any time off. That was the only thing I was 6 about. Coming from a big family, I was 7 to noises surrounding me. Therefore, the scary 8 at night was the worst. I couldn't even 9without keeping the lights on.
As time went by, I started enjoying the10 that 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 then 11 by friends who became like family, so I 12 missing my family less.
When it was time to say goodbye and go back home after my 13 I was bittersweet. I'd 14 my 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 this 16. Living alone made me value 17time even more. I realized that every second with them 18though I might not get the freedom I had while living alone.
I guess it's 19 for everybody, but for me, there is no warmth in a house 20 it's filled with loving members and people you love.
