I still remember. I was twelve years old and it was raining then, when it was my first time to be left alone in the house. My mom was out for office work, and my older sister, Elly, went out for a date, leaving me behind. What is up with girls? Why are they always going out?

But being the man of the house, I decided to be brave and strong. The rain poured heavily and the thunders came crashing everywhere. I peeped out the drop curtains and see the water dripping from our roofs.

There was a call, and I just got to answer. My mom was worried sick that I was frightened, but I told her everything was alright and I’ve got the house in order. She says she’s going to take home my favorite pasta for dinner.

The rain is still dripping through the retractable awnings on our windows, but then I heard mom’s car. She’s here! When she got in she just hugged me so tight. I got to eat my favorite food and took it as a reward for being left for the first time, alone.