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My parents were less than thrilled with what they termed as a hasty decision that I announced when I got home about 3 hours ago, but one that I felt was long overdue. My mom said, "I still don't think that you're thinking this through clearly at all. Moving out on your own Ellen among those...those..."

I interrupted as I was loading up a , "People? They are people mom besides I'm getting tired of feeling a like a prisoner in my parent's home. It's time I'm in mid 20's it's time for me to experience life somewhat on my terms. Don't worry you'll still be able to contact me, so if there are any important family functions I won't miss out."

My dad just shook his head and said, "This is a bad idea Ellen. I don't see anything good coming of this."

I replied, "Well dad if I fail on my own two things. One we know how you love to say 'I told you so, ' and I'll come crawling back here. Two if I fail at least it's on my terms. I have enough money that I can support myself and I already have most of the basic services up and running in my name." 

My dad walked away shaking his head and my mom looked like she wanted to break down as she walked away. Truth be known it wasn't just because I felt that it was time for me to be on my own, but if something happens and I get caught my parents are spared the humiliation and questioning. I have strong opinions concerning my parents, but they don't deserve what would happen to them if I got caught. Not to mention, and I hate myself for thinking this but, if they found out what I was doing I couldn't be exactly sure that they wouldn't turn me in. 

Surprisingly it didn't take too long for me to pack everything. I just packed up what I thought I would need and earmarked the rest for donations. I told my parents it made them look good and if I wasn't taking it with me I wasn't going to miss it. 

I arrived at my new apartment building in a section of town that is at the furthest end of where I just came from. Yet I felt like belonged here all the time. I began to unload my boxes out of my car, set them in front of my door, unlocked my door, and then began to set up my new apartment. I kept the door open in case anyone wants to stop in and chat. No need in being an obnoxious anti-social jerk my first day here.