"Lost Across the Street of School" Its about a time when I encountered a specific conflict, what caused the conflict, and what was the effect on me. Its narrated in a story, to make it more vivid.

Mom with a tissue on her hand begins to wipe up her tears. She sits impatiently on a rusty old mud color mocking chair "trrr-trrr" the noise it makes every time she moves. It is a weekday, and the weather forecast for today is cloudy skies and thunderstorms; as well, a crying face, an enormous empty space in my mother's heart, a frustration on my family, and thoughts of them on me being lost. These …

…explain what I have just done. My actions had crumbled my mothers' trust on me. I thought I was going to feel glorious for getting back at her, or like a grown up that could make her own decisions. On the other hand, I was completely feeling the opposite and to add up to that my mother became strict, serious, and very cautious when it comes to letting me out. <Tab/>