Prologue
As I sit here with one foot at the right hand of the arm cushion chair looking above the ceiling, I can't help but think of how my family is moving out from the States to London.
I don't like It what can I do since is my dad's idea and his happy we are finally able to have a place to live permanently and that's where his from. we only go to London for holidays and it's not all the time, their work is always stressful and hectic for them will I say that's America for you, you need to work your ass off through the weekdays and you have only Saturday and Sunday if only there is no emergency at the hospital during the weekend that's for my dad and you need to clear all your work schedule before going for weekend breaks, him I can't imagine myself passing through those work and stress, bruh what can my parents do is for our benefit that's what all parents will say to their children and also coming from new york which one of the biggest cities in the states you can tell about that too. someone coming from New York that person needs to work like work, sometimes I ask myself do those workers ever go for a one-month leave to at least spend time with their family, loved ones, or themselves? like give their workers a break I even ask my mom that question and she will tell me "Do you know how much thousands of money goes into that company a day and how much they lose in a day now if their workers don't go to work for a month just guess how much they're losing, that's like billions of dollars."
secondly, my dad is one of the most recognized surgeons in the States which also adds to the stressfulness of his work too.
I think about moving out a lot since my parents picked me and my siblings from the boarding school, Particularly today, considering how am going to start a new life will I stay or start a new world, making new friends and everything that follows.