Never Again

When I was little, I went alone to the market, without my mother's permission.
When I got out of the block, I went straight, even if the market was on left. Walking on the street, I thank that it is the good way, so I keeped going. When I relised that I don't find the market, I started to be nervous. I looked around, but I didn't know where I was. Then, I started to stop every person to see if I know it.
Fortunately, I found my father walking on the strret. From that time, I never went to the market alone or without my parents' permission.