I truly believe I am a “good girl” in my parents' eyes.  I’ve hardly ever disobeyed them when it comes to school or my home-life. They’ve always expected me to give them my best. I know they love me very much, but sometimes I lose sight of this and don’t know what I want in my heart.  I’m happy, but sometimes admire the people who live freely and unrestrained; I too would like to have my own adventures and experience a more colorful lifestyle.  However, my parents often tell me which choices are more suitable and stable for me based on their experience.  It’s a struggle for me because I don’t want to hurt my parents' feelings, but I also want to live my own life.