I have been absent from school for three days, so for three days I have been at home , at the mercies of my parents for three days.
I must say I wanted to run mad, or I better say I ran mad.
The boring sets of people kept me by their side throughout the days.
Again, they made me realize the reason I like the night time, because it was the only time I get to be alone and free from them.
At some point, my mom didn't mind accompanying to the bathroom.
Don't get me wrong, i love my parents but they aren't exactly the fun types.
They are too into their work.
I don't blame them.
They are the reason we have got food on the table.
"Are you hungry?" My mom asked for the hundredth time, infact she had asked me 15 minutes earlier and saying I wanted just pop corn, she went in and in no less
