Life

When I was five years old, I was still studying in kindergarten, and my parents would pick me up and drop me off before class every day. Today is no exception. The teacher sent me to the door and asked me to go to class, but my mother has not come yet. So I stood alone at the entrance of the kindergarten waiting for her. While waiting, I thought: My mother didn't come to see me during the Chinese New Year this year. Will she never come back after the Chinese New Year? I couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable. This feeling was brought to me by the loss of my father since I was a child. My mother always regarded me as the only child between her and my father. But I have been very sensible and well-behaved since I was a child, so my mother is not too worried. She will take me to the amusement park whenever she has time. But since the last time my mother got sick, I have felt that she has become more and more indifferent to me. Sometimes she will even ignore me on purpose, and sometimes she won't allow me to eat snacks. If this continues, I will feel very lonely. This morning, I was sitting in the classroom waiting for my mother as always. Suddenly I heard footsteps coming towards me. When he looked up, he saw the head teacher. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.