Amid my confused brain, I felt like my dad was dragging us out of the residential place. No goodbyes. Not even a time to look around to see the beauty of their home. When I got in the car, I propped myself on the window and inhaled the fresh air.
I looked up in the direction of my room, and I saw Albert watching us as we leave. I did not wave. I did not smile. I did not cry. With dad trying to dominate my decisions, I felt empty at the moment.
The sky wasn't even happy at the moment. It started to cry, drops of rain started to fall and I extend my arms to feel its tears in my hands before deciding to close the window. On the way to the airport, I recognized the road going to the woods. I closed my eyes and felt my heart begin to cry as I remembered those magical moments Albert and I had
