Mom don’t understand me at all, she doesn’t care about what I want or what I do, she only sees the girl that she want me to be. Mother always tell me what I should and should not do, I think in her eyes there is only two types of women, a wife or a whore, there just cannot be anyone that doesn’t fall under these two categories. When ever I tried to wear something of new fashion to school, she always think that I was slowly becoming a prostitute in the street yet she never look at what modern people are wearing. Mother is raised as a traditional housewife and she want me to be like her, but I don’t want a boring life she has now, I wanted excitement and adventure and I want to see the different parts of the world; but every time I tried to explain to her my dreams, she just couldn’t accept it. She doesn’t like the idea that I’m going out with boys or play with them or at least not until marriage, but mom, how do you get to know the person you like if you don’t get to know them? Please give me some trust, I’m not going to become a prostitute just because I wear a shorter skirt or talking to wharf-rat boys, I know you want me to have a good life in the future but everyone is different and people have different ways of living, I just cannot be the home girl you want because I’m not you.