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It was on a warm autumn day that my father and I walk into my new high school. After visited the classroom, the volunteer took us to the dormitory. Altogether I had five roommates, two of which arrived later. I got to know my new roommate immediately. Although I was quite unwilling to say ¡°goodbye¡± to my father, but he had to leave to my hometown by train in the evening. It sudden hit me that I had grown up and I had to look after me and live independently. Only then I realize my senior high school life had really begun.