It was the end of summer and the time to leave for college was nearing. My father and I packed up the car a few hours before we left so we could make sure everything fit in the car. I walked up to my room and it was nearly empty. There were barely any clothes in my closet and nothing on the top of my once clutter filled dresser. Standing in my room ready to leave was hard. Before I had been so excited to leave for college, and now that it was finally here, I was really sad. I realized that I would not be able to see my family or my dogs for awhile. I realized that I was starting over in a completely new city with a lot of new people. It was never going to be the same as high school once was, and it was a sad realization.
My mom, dad and I got into the fully packed car and started on our three hour journey to drop me off at school. I had driven to my college before, but this ride felt so much longer. I was sad but excited at the same time. We finally arrived to my dorm, and had to wait about 45 minutes until I could actually get my key and get all of my stuff into the dorm. Unpacking everything was super stressful because I had no idea where I wanted everything but eventually it all worked out. My parents left and I was all on my own.
My roommate and I started walking around to people’s rooms and said hello to the people who lived on our floor. It was fun but also scary seeing new faces, but I knew that the other people were scared too.
After a few weeks, everything felt much more normal. I got used to the campus, I met new people and I didn’t feel so homesick anymore. I was hanging out with the people that I had just met and it was fun. School became harder, but it was manageable. I had finally felt like I belonged to the school I chose after a month. I knew I made the right choice and I would never change it.
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