When I was 21 years old, my family and I went to Australia as a family vacation. Those days I loved the adventure. During the trip, I met two Japanese who lived there. They were siblings; a brother and a sister. They were originally from Japan and lived in Australia for their father’s job. We became friends, and they offered me to show me around their neighborhood on the following day. I really wanted to spend time with them. So, I begged my parents to let me go with them for one day. Both of my parents were reluctant, but they knew my adventurous personality, so they approved me at the end.
On the following day, my parents and my brother went for a sightseeing, and I went to see the siblings by taking the local public bus. I was so excited to exploring the new area all by myself. It completely satisfied with my adventurous thirst. After spending several hours with the siblings, I took the public bus again to go back to the hotel where we stayed.
I promised my parents that I would be back to the hotel by 5 pm. But I could not make it by 5 pm. I took the correct bus, but the bus route was different than that of the morning. I remembered the scenery around the hotel and had a confidence on not to miss the bus stop to get off. But I did not see any of the familiar scenery.
I started feeling uneasy. When the bus arrived its final stop, I asked the bus driver about the hotel that I stayed. Those days my English conversation ability was poor, but somewhat with my writing and gesture, the bus driver understood what I was trying to say, and she gave me a ride back to the hotel with her own car.
When I finally got back to the hotel, it was already past 7 pm. I run to the hotel room where my family stayed. Then I found out my mother was in bed, feeling sick. My mother worried about me too much, and got sick. I really felt sorry for her.
Now I am a mother of my daughter. I hope my daughter will not turn out like me; adventurous personality.
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