Broken Dreams

It was back in high school when I lived apart from family for the first time. I had longed to live independently from my parents. After receiving the entrance permission, I felt like I had everything I wanted. I was until the day when my new school life began! 

However, my pleasure was broke soon. I often dreamed of talking with friends, debating over academic problems, and listening to their dreams and private matters up till late. The reality was totally different. I could not study until late because I was constantly interfered with the dorm's noisy atmosphere. Above all, the girls began to speak ill of some friends behind their backs and I did not want to say anything about them. I was overloaded with studying, and they did not deserve to be talked in that way. So I would rather end up going to bed. The dormitory ended up changing my dream place to just a room with my bed. Besides only a few friends, I did not have anyone to rely on. When I felt exhausted in my mind, I realized how much my family backed me up.

I sometimes think, what if I met many friends I could trust in, the dorm was full of academic atmosphere, and fortuantly I did not meet those mean girls. However, I finally must have realized the importance of family and that independence is not easy if I was not ready in any cases.
There is no perfect place I can dream of. Even if everything I've considered have met my demands, there must be other problems I have never thought of. But I will never regret.