It seems like we've been driving for days but, in reality, it's only been about 5 hours. All I see is the green passing behind the brown earth. I usually see houses, shops and people while driving in the car, but not this time. I roll down the window and there is the smell of freshly cut grass, cows and burning wood. I'm not sure if I like the smell or if I want to vomit. I'm slowly falling asleep now. I feel like I slept for about 5 minutes but it was actually about an hour. We enter the driveway. I see a nice little house with a bicycle in the yard. I run to the door and enter. I see my brother and sisters. I smile and hug them all trying not to cry because it's been too long. My father is carrying in both of my bags, one with shoes and the other with clothes. Take the bags to my sisters' room. Later that day we went to visit more relatives than I had ever seen. All the "how are you", the "how were you" and the "I missed you" have made me tired but I don't want to go to sleep, I want to stay up all night but I know I can't. As I go to bed I say goodnight to everyone. I'm lying...