Your Relationship with your Parents

I must say that at the moment I hate my parents. I have not always hated my parents but lately things have changed. When I was young I followed their guidence and now that I have traveled the world I see them in a different light. I see them as people who follow what they have been taught and fail to question the reasons why they live. I see them as scared of change and unwilling to except the different types of life
styles.
The reasons why I hate my parents are that while I was off traveling in europe they decieded to move to another city far far away from my present home. This is by the way my last year of high school. A year I would rather spend with people I have known for the past 5 years. When I was still on my travels it was told to me that I would have a week to find a place to live once I returned. I desperately tried to find living arangments, but there is only so much you can do with e-mail. I returned and still having no place to stay started looking for a home. Also when I returned home I found my stuff boxed up in the basement with many things missing and my room being lived in by my brother. With only one week left to find a place I searched but no one can give the ok to live with them in a week. Everyone needs forever. I am out of time, I am tired, I am homeless, I hate my parents.

Jam it back in, in the dark.