Chapter 1: New
I had just moved to arizona , I didn't feel like moving away but I had to because of my university is literally were my parents live, they have been wanting me to move back to arizona for almost four years straight, begging me to come back home as if I wanna go back to were I hate living the most. My childhood wasn't all that good , I am the oldest in the family and I had to set an example so my siblings get follow in my footsteps. Home wasn't home , didn't feel like home to me. My parents always argued , called me names, telling me how lazy I had gotten. My mom made me work since I was 14 years old , anywhere between painting houses to delivery Food to on place onto another, but then I turned sixty teen I decided to work at a part time job and help with my responsibilities at home because my mom would nag about how I am old enough to live outside her home if I wasn't going to pay bills.
I studied hard , started working harder to save money for college and I got in a university in New york but then I received my parents phone call , begging me every damn day to come back home and for four years I ignored their requests and demands because I deserved peace. My mother kept getting pregnant, working extra hours and at one point had an argument with me about taking her of her kids while she worked. I told her no, and that it was her responsibility to do so because I took care of my other three siblings on my own while she was with my dad doing who knows what and coming home until the end of the weekend so , call me selfish but I wasn't going on that train ever again and for a while she finally stopped calling and texting me. I felt grateful.
My manager decided that she wanted me to move back home , at first I was hesitant and cried because All the stress was on me but then I thought to myself , if I handled my home I think I can handle a brand new university close to it. I didn't want my parents to know but somehow the fucking principle send a welcoming letter and they immediately called me to tell me how
"Happy" they were to see me. I wasn't particularly smiling.
I told them I was gonna live in a apartment dorm and that I was going to visit once a every two months. They were okay with it at first.
I came back and now I am settled in, looking forward to attend my classes and learn much more about who my new friends and professors are going to be.
