I went to the kitchen to pack my lunch. As I packed my lunch, my mom turns around and hugs me. She told me to take care of myself and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I nodded and left quickly because I could feel my eyes filling up with tears. I headed towards the car and as I was opening the door of our white Dodge van, my mom came out the door and waved goodbye. When I got to the hospital, every minute that passed made me feel more lonely. That was the longest night of my life. The following morning, I left the hospital around 10 o’clock. When I got home, there was dead silence. I sat on our red couch and cried like a baby. I did not know how to live on my own. Everything seemed so easy when my mom and dad were here. My parents had agreed to help me financially for the first month, but what was I supposed to do after that if I did not have a job. After 30 minutes, my eyes were red and swollen from crying. I knew crying was not going to do me any good, so I calm down and started looking for jobs. I applied for a few jobs and waited for a call. The wait felt forever and every time I checked the mail, there was another bill that needed to be paid. After waiting for two long weeks, I finally had gotten a job at a nursing home. After a month of being on my own, things seemed to be getting better. Although I did not make a lot of money, I was able to pay my bills on time. However; by the time I had to buy my books
I went to the kitchen to pack my lunch. As I packed my lunch, my mom turns around and hugs me. She told me to take care of myself and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I nodded and left quickly because I could feel my eyes filling up with tears. I headed towards the car and as I was opening the door of our white Dodge van, my mom came out the door and waved goodbye. When I got to the hospital, every minute that passed made me feel more lonely. That was the longest night of my life. The following morning, I left the hospital around 10 o’clock. When I got home, there was dead silence. I sat on our red couch and cried like a baby. I did not know how to live on my own. Everything seemed so easy when my mom and dad were here. My parents had agreed to help me financially for the first month, but what was I supposed to do after that if I did not have a job. After 30 minutes, my eyes were red and swollen from crying. I knew crying was not going to do me any good, so I calm down and started looking for jobs. I applied for a few jobs and waited for a call. The wait felt forever and every time I checked the mail, there was another bill that needed to be paid. After waiting for two long weeks, I finally had gotten a job at a nursing home. After a month of being on my own, things seemed to be getting better. Although I did not make a lot of money, I was able to pay my bills on time. However; by the time I had to buy my books