Leaving This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

     Leaving them is going to be the hardest thing I ever do. From day one they have held my hand and walked me step by step through everything. They do everything for me.

Now that I’m 17, I don’t spend a lot of time with them. It’s senior year and I will be going off to college soon. I will move out and live on my own. Bills and credit cards will be mailed to me. What will I do? They’ve always done everything.

I remember going to my junior prom and my father jumping in front of the camera every time my mother went to take another shot. Before I left I gave him a hug; his embrace was so warm I almost cried. He told me he loved me, which he rarely does, and told me to have fun. That made my night.

I’ve been a daddy’s girl as long as I can remember. He’s my role model and hero. I’ve always said I’m going to be just like him someday. Now I am leaving him. What will he say? How will he react? What will life be like on my own? All I have to do is walk across the hall, knock on his door, and there he is whenever I need him. I will be alone. If I knock on the door across the hall, no one will answer. What will I do without them?

Mom has been my best friend since I was old enough to remember. If I just want to talk about nothing, she is there. If I’m upset and need someone to talk to, she is there. When I need advice, I always have a place to go. I can have fun with her; she makes me laugh.

Loving the thought of living on my own, I still can’t imagine it. I won’t have anyone to watch TV with after my hours of homework or to sit at the table with when dinner is ready. Lonely, cold, dark and silent is how I will feel. As I lie in bed at night, I’ll know the telephone is right beside me, but it just won’t the same. I won’t be able to go to my father in the dining room and say, “Daddy, can you help me with this physics problem?” I won’t be able to walk into the kitchen and start a conversation with my mom. I will walk into my kitchen and see no one.

Am I mature enough to live on my own? Do I really know right from wrong? I won’t have them there to say that I am not making the right decision. Will I survive in college with a place of my own? What will I do without them? The hardest thing I will have to do is leave them behind.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.

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yesterday at 1:58 am
i love this !
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Jul. 27, 2010 at 6:57 pm
It is a frightening prospect. I'm facing the same thing in my life. Where are you gonna get a job to support you? where should you board? What's ahead, how hard is it really gonna be and who's gonna hold my hand? The road awaits.
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