The day before yesterday I went home, my real home. Since I had started working part-time, I almost went home once a month. In fact , whwn I grow up and lived by myself, I gradually felt the importance ans warmness of home. Whenever I stayed at home, I usually felt relaxed. Because I didn't worry about my assignment or my work. And I could totally forget all the stress about everything, just like a kid that without any besetments. However,I couldn't be allowed by the situation that I needed to live alone and to take the stress bravely. But I am an adult, I should face it.