On the second day, I started making phone calls with my family about returning home. The people at home thought I was being bullied or something like that, and that was why I wanted to leave, but actually, I had already told them everything beforehand. On the third day, my brother came to the school and talked with the principal to be more certain about the reason behind my desire to leave. My brother thought I wanted to leave because of the job I wanted to do in the future, but I had already explained everything many times.
Despite everything, I continued analyzing the people there. Sometimes I talked to certain individuals and asked myself, “With what kind of mindset does this person live?” Finally, one week had passed, and it was time to leave. What I saw in that school was that people had drifted far away from thinking deeply. They accepted everything without question and believed that the decisions made for them were always the best ones. I clearly remember the school principal watching me from the best window. I had taken all my belongings, and without looking back, I set out toward the other school.
