It's rare for me to be alone. Aunt seems to always be watching over me. She says as I'm getting older I'm going to need a chaperone otherwise people will talk. I can't think of anything worse than someone following me around, knowing my every move.
I love time on my own. It helps me to hear my own thoughts. I like to make stories up and act them out without anyone watching. I can be whoever I want to be without breaking silly rules.
I like to include Father in my stories too. It helps me keep his memory alive. He'd understand my alone time because he often needed it too.