In my opinion, that previous week was not as easy, as difficult for me. That was the last week before landmark control. I tried as best I could. 

I was disappointed in some people. I lost contact with them. Most importantly, it is not the main person in my life. So I was not particularly sad. With me were the people close to me: Parents, love, friends. They supported me as they could. By the way, I want to tell you about a case that made me sad.

Last Thursday I went for a walk with friends. Then I came back at 11 pm. I did not notice how time flew spent with them. I did not want to part with them. Because I very rarely see them. When I got home, the parents began to scold me. I want to say that I rarely go back so late. That day, I forgot that Friday I have a lot of tasks. Homework. At night I went to sleep very late. I was hurt that I've heard from parents. I do not understand why I was so much abuse? Or am I doing something wrong?