High School is when one must experience life outside of home. Experiences such as going to house parties, taking a train out to the city, watching a movie with friends almost every weekend, meeting up with guys very late in the night, and the list goes on. Having such experiences was not an easy task to take on since I have many responsibilities that come with being the eldest child. But one weekend in Philadelphia made me feel like all the other seniors in high school.
My older cousin took three other people and me to Philadelphia saying that we would just go to attend Phillyfest, which was basically an Indian dance competition. I was very much interested since I studied dance for thirteen years. I was totally unaware of the fact that my cousin and the other three kids had an entirely different agenda and that I would be fine with being a part of it. Within the first night itself of reaching Philli, all five of us and three other college kids had gone to a Fraternity party and had tried to get into a club. I had the time of my life! I went on an entirely new and exciting adventure where no parents were around to tell me what time to get home at. We had as much fun as we could and came back as late as we could. I definitely took my time that weekend to my full advantage. The second night was even better. We all went to a hotel room to party with other kids from our church. But the night got a little crazy when a few of the kids got wasted. The receptionist at the hotel threatened to call the police if we didn’t leave immediately. I definitely didn’t want my night to get spoiled so I gave her $60 bucks so she would not call the police. To my surprise she refused and said that she will put me in jail if my friends and I did not leave immediately. I was so embarrassed. We left before the receptionist could continue to threaten us even more. I soon realized that I took my freedom to a whole new level where for a moment I seemed to have forgotten my roots.
