This writing assignment was alright. I am not a fan of writing to begin with. It's okay I guess. I just do not think that I am very good at it. The writing assignment made me remember certain things about that day that I would rather not. I really do not like to think about it. It was kind of embarassing to me. I was only about 9 years old at the time. There were some positive things I remembered as well. It made me realize that my mom must have really loved me to be having a break down in the middle of Wal-Mart thinking that she may never see me again. I remember that day like it was yesterday. I can still hear the sounds, smell the atmosphere and I sometimes can recall the emotional way I felt. Now when me and my mom go shopping together I am sure to tell her where I am going and how long I may be gone. I know I do not have to because I am practically grown but I know she still worries about me from time to time. It is probably because I am her only child. We have a best friend relationship more so than a mother-daughter relationship.