Running Away

The third millenium has already brought a lot of changes in our lives, but still a great amount of the problems did not vanish, so they are actual even in the present days. Nowadays our world is very complex and rapid. Sometimes even the adults can hardly cope with the problem of theirs. In most cases the world and the society are quite cruel to us, that is why sometimes we are not able to explain some sort of behaviours. People are always told that they should find some strength for struggling, moreover that it was the duty of every human being; but in spite of all the words said, the problem remains the problem – our children do run away from home. When the parents listen to the social workers or policemen who try to explain them the way and the possible reason for such a deed of their child, most of mother and fathers cannot believe that it happens with them. Why? That is the top question for all the parents and psychologists. Probably, I am not the very person to answer this question, all I am able to do is to tell you my story, from the experience of my own, when I found out myself being overfilled with the desire to run away and never come back.Now it seems to me that it was already in my previous life, but in real it took place just few years ago. I can never forget that day. My family and I were invited for a special celebration of one of my parents boss, and this top banana was kind enough to have some family party. Since the very morning I was very excited, as I knew that there had to be one person, approximately of my age, in whom I was really really interested. All the morning I gave much consideration to my image, I tried a lot of my things and till the afternoon was completely stressed. Finally, when I had already chosen, the way to dress, my parents began to shout that we were going to be late and my idea of dressing was hardly ever suitable for such a party; but that was just the beginning.Being busy with their own business most of the time, my parents did not belong to those who had total control upon their offsprings; so at my age I used to be independent and solve most of my those days problems by my own – that is why on the party all I wanted was to look serious, assure and adult. My plan was almost perfect: did not behave myself like a child, did not run or talk much, did not follow all my natural interests, but listen to those boring talks of other guests. It all was definite and simple, and everything could be great, if only…That was a fine spring day, and that was the day my mother felt no obstacles to give to the temptation to show …