Weeks passed, and it was now time to prepare for the journey ahead. Packing his things with the help of his parents was difficult for all involved. Since his birth, it has always been just the three of them. Now their time together was limited as our friend’s best friend from childhood would be by to pick him up the following morning.
On that fateful day, with packed bags at the door, it was hard to hold back the emotions. After a quick breakfast, hugs were shared, but now it was time to go as the friend arrived in the driveway.
The mother cried tears of joy, but really tears of sadness, watching her only son leave home. The father had to be strong in this situation, but he too felt deep sadness.
An hour long drive to the train station provided plenty of reminiscing and laughs among the two friends. And now it was time to say goodbye.
“Now the party starts. Make sure you don’t forget your friends and send an invite from time to time."
“Haha, I just hope I even have free time and not totally overwhelmed with this course." “Plus, I plan to come back whenever I can."
And with that, the two friends parted ways.
On this chilly and dark August morning, our friend is the only one on the platform as the train arrives. He loads his luggage into the cabin and keeps his backpack that contains a novel and a hearty lunch that his parents had made for him. Boarding the train, he is filled once again with excitement about his adventure and anticipating what will surely be great challenges and achievements ahead.
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