Before I went to high school, I never stay away from my parents. I go home every day. When people stay with each other for a long time, it is easy for them to have conflicts, like my mother and me. My mother always complain about my bad habits, and she just keeps babbling. So I want to grow up soon and then just live my own life. The happy thing for me is that when I go to high school, I need to live with other roommates from Monday to Friday. At first, I was so excited about the new life without my mother’s babble. I finally could do what I want. But the sad emotion came out after two days. I started to miss my mother’s words, though they were not nice words, I missed her voice. A week passed, I rushed home on weekends. I finally realize it was a way for us to communicate.