Fear of lonely

When I was a child, I used to stay at home and try to kill time by myself. Because my parents are always very busy, they are either at work or dealing with housework. As I am too young to enter the kindergarten, my grandparents took care of me for a period in which they mainly did nothing but tried to persuade me into sleep even if I have slept enough.

One day, I left from familiar home for a strange place where is called kindergarten. My mom said I need to enter the school for study, so my whole box of toys including building blocks, a cute electrical green frog, kaleidoscope, rattle-drum and dolls arise at the garbage. I felt lonely and can’t find something to play. In my retrospect, there was an impressive event on me. My mother said that I was pretty naughty and unwilling to cope with the teacher’s instruction so I was punished to refinery in a dark room alone until my parents pick up me or I confess my fault. It is true. At that time, I insisted I had made no mistakes. To begin with, I felt nothing. Gradually, I look round the room and saw everything black. With the times went by, I became more and more frightened. The dark room really confined me and scared me in the meantime. Finally, I was submerged by the sense of lonely and calls for my mother, father, grandparents, uncle even cousin. When my parents came to open the door to the room, I had cried.