As Universities send me offers that frightened ball in my stomach gets stronger. The fear of leaving home, and not seeing my family for twelve weeks at a time. There nothing more that I want than independence and to pursue my dreams. I cannot help but worry about my niece, how I will go from seeing her most days of her life to not seeing her for weeks on end. Or when I go home at the end of the week my pets are excitedly waiting for me, what happens when I do not return at the end of the week? Instead I return for Christmas? It's weird, my family have helped me this far in life and when September comes along I'll be leaving. I am excited, I cannot wait and I wish it would come sooner but there is always that daunting feeling in my stomach.
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