Last night Mum dropped me at boy’s house and gave me a curfew. I watched TV, ate pizza and played video games until it was time to come home.
I’m pretty much 16 again.
I’m back living with my parents, sleeping in my old bed in my old room, having dinner with the family and without my car I have to ask Mum or Dad if I want a lift anywhere.
I also still have a phone that runs on credit which ran out when talking to a friend this morning and my Dad just asked me to turn my music down.
This is going to take some getting used to.