Monologue
Posted by yinchun pan on November 4, 2014I often envy people who live alone by themselves. I love my family more than anything I love in this world. But since I devote most of time to my family, sometimes I feel I sacrifice a little bit too much, and that’s when I start thinking of living alone.
I don’t remember when I begin to take some of responsibility from my family, perhaps when I learned how to cook when I was 14 and worked in the restaurant. Three years after, I came to New York City. Fortunately, I do not need to work in here. But there is a problem.
Every day, no matter I have class in the morning or not, I have to wake up early and get my cousin prepare for the school. I often cannot concentrate while I am doing my homework, although I always keep my door closed, I could always hear people talking. What’s more annoying is when I am writing my paper, sometimes either my mom or my dad will come and knock on my door asking for something. After I sit back down on my chair, I lose my thoughts. Then I have to try to resume my thoughts. Mostly, it only takes few minutes to do so, but sometimes it could take an hour.
I wish I can live alone, but at the same time, I want to stay with my parents. I remember once my mentor told me that human beings always contradict themselves, this is absolutely true. That’s why we are human.