waiting

I’m waiting to go back home, patiently..

I miss my family,

the only place that I feel the most comfortable,

the only place that I no need to be a mature girl,

the only place that I can do what I like,

they are only the persons that let me to do what I love to do,

I’m just the parents’ daughther in the family,

forever…

never think so much,

never worry anything..

I miss home..

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