It has been almost three years now , since I left my hometown in Germany and moved to the united states of America to visit a four year school. I remember not a lot from back then, but the things I do remember I remember with a lot of emotion and joy. I even still have memories of how hard it was for me to leave everything behind and the hope that someday I maybe get the chance to return home.
The last summer I spent home was probably the best summer I ever had and ever will have in this life time, It wasn’t a really exciting summer , not a lot of stuff happened but one moment I will always remember. The entire summer went by like every day was an eternity , me and my friends spend most of our time playing video games at my buddies basement and partying while my mom and my little brother spend most of their time being mad at me because I decided to move to the states to go to school. The day I had my good by party me and my mom had a huge fight about little things which seemed not that important the next minute all I remember was that she was really mad at me and didn’t want to talk to me at all that night. During my party which my friends had the pride to call a master piece I thought about a lot of stuff, my mom , my brother and the future .
I ended up back home after the night was over, to be honest I don’t remember a lot what happened that night . But the thing that meant the most to be was that the next morning my brother and my mother told me the morning before I was to leave that both of them are as proud as somebody can be , for what I am doing and that they believe in me.