Homesickness

     Last Friday afternoon, my roomate recieved a call from her brother. He told her that he was on his way home, he wanted to go home to spend the traditional holiday -- dragon boat festival, with his family. Thus my roomate wanted to join him too, despited our classed that day, and I supported her and helped her to pack.

     However, I came across her in the street an hour later. I couldn't believe in my eyes, since I saw her got on the bus with my own eys! It turned out that she got to the station and returned because she hesitated whether she should be so headstrong.

      Suddenly I got angry about her. I just associate with her parents heavy disappointed if hearing that she changed her mind. Our home both are very far away from here, and it's both our first year to be so far away from home. So it's reasonable that we both have heavy homesickness and wanna go home. But there's a differece between us: she is much richer than me, so she can afford the price of tickets of come-and-go.

      She couldn't imagine how I envy her while she had a chance but hesitated to waste it. I miss my family, my parents, very,very much. But I dare not to just pack and go home, because my parents will worry about me and wonder if I have injured. What's more, I've promise my parents to get mature and not be so headstrong as usual.

      At last, she went home hearing my advice. And at that night, when I call home, I couldn't help to weeping and tried my best to no be heard. I always be someone never tell the family my worries and trouble outside. Instead, I always try my best to comfort them that I live a happy life even without their taking care of.

       But I miss my parents, I really really do.