I looked out the airport window as I said my final goodbye to my parents. They left for the United States to find better jobs, while I had to take on the biggest responsibility of my life: taking care of things at home while they were away. As I watched the plane take off into the sky, tears began to stream down my cheeks, nerve signals began to flow through my brain, allowing me to instantly notice the smell of people's perfume, the whir of the air conditioner , the chatter of the crowd as they greeted and kissed their loved ones, the rolls of luggage dragged on the shiny floor… everything around was exaggerated. I didn't know when my parents would return, but knowing that they trusted me, I had to show them that I could handle things while they were gone. It seemed like yesterday, when I had nothing to worry about except myself, and now I realized that I could show my parents that what they thought of me didn't matter. wasn't true, that I could handle any situation that came my way, wherever I was. am. In that exact moment, I knew I was alone. No family or friends to rely on, but...