My First Trip Alone

Since a little while I had wanted to take a trip with my friends, with no teacher, nor parents. I asked my friends about it, we had different opinions, and, in the end, my friend and I set to go to another city, by train. We planned this in the middle of June, for the second week of July. Everything was good, just us, safe. Her father was supposed to take us with the car to the train station and my relatives were supposed to take us when we arrived. This sounded very good for both of us. We prepared for the little trip, but something came up and shook both me and my plans. The target day for us to leave was picked up on Friday. But it happened that my friend got really sick, so on Wednesday night, at about 8 p.m. I read her message, in which she was telling me what happened to her and she was very sorry for not being able to come with me. I thought for about two minutes and I didn't know what to think or how to react. There was only one day left and I was alone. I remember I couldn't focus very well on the movie I was watching (because I was watching "Life or something like it" on TV and I read her message during the commercials) and I tried to think at the situation I was in. There was no way I could have postponed the date, because the people who were waiting for me made a few plans. I didn't want either to go with one of my parents, which couldn't actually happen because my father didn't feel well at that time, nor find any other person to come with me. What would he have told me if I had suggested him "Do you want to come with me tomorrow to Iasi?" ? Perhaps he would have told me I was insane. Therefore, after I cleaned up my mind, I said "That's it! I will go alone. What could happen? I'm not so young, I can handle it.". On Friday I was already waiting for the train, ready to go.
What happened was that I had a great time, I worried for nothing, I saw a wonderful city, I forgot for ten days about everything I left behind. Sometimes I'm thinking of what would have been like if I had gone there with someone. Maybe I would have had a lot more fun, maybe less fun. Who knows? But I'm glad I did it. I didn't force anyone, my friend got better and I can say it was worth it and it was like a pretty big step I made in my maturation. It wasn't like any other camp I went on, it was different.