Don't Call Me Home Novels & Stories

"Call me when they leave home but She say she likes it when I turn off my phone Missed call, missed chance A little more than often I call back Girl I'll call when I leave home but She says she likes it when I turn off my phone Get on your back You know I like it when you talk like that You know I like it when you You cotton lace sunlight And I'm taken by the sight My name falls from your mouth You're wearing it out."

He forced me to look at the crumbling grandeur of my former prison. "Look at it," he commanded. "That house is a corpse, Veronica. And you? You are the lightning that’s going to strike it. You aren't going in there to be a wife. You’re going in there to be the last thing they ever see before the lights go out. Be brave for the woman you were in that basement—she’s the only one watching you today."

With shaking hands, I picked up the phone and called the dean of my home pack—the one who had tried to bring me back many times before. My voice was hollow, but firm. "Dean… I'm ready to return. I'll come back to our pack."

Nobody knows Nobody knows, and I was dancing in the rain I felt alive and I can't complain But now take me home Take me home where I belong I got no other place to go Now take me home Take me home where I belong I got no other place to go Now take me home Take me home where I belong I can't take it anymore But I kept running For a soft place to fall And I kept running For a soft place to fall And I kept running For a soft place to fall And I kept running For a soft place to fall And I was runnin' far away Would I run off the world someday? But now take me home Take me home where I belong I got no other place to go Now take me home Take me home where I belong I got no other place to go Now ta

Take you by your hand And tell you that you're good enough And tell you that it's gonna be tough This could be the end This could be the end This could be the end This could be the end 'Cause I ain't got a home Running from the streetlights Shining on her grave Once you had the good stuff Never gonna fill you up I wanna be the one who Gives them my world And gives them all the feeling of it Just a little taste of it This could be the end This could be the end This could be the end This could be the end 'Cause I ain't got a home I'll forever roam No, I ain't got a home I'll forever roam 'Cause I ain't got a home I'll forever roam No, I ain't got a home I'll forever roam I ain't got a home

You're not there in the school, where are you? Did you go home? Hey, what's wrong? Why aren't you picking my calls? Pretty girl, don't play pranks, where are you? Please pick my call. You're scaring me, baby, answer the damn call! Please call me, I don't know where you are! Sapphire, please call me! I pressed the home button since I couldn't handle it anymore. Moisture began to form in my eyes and I could feel my nose getting red. I rubbed my hands together and pressed them to the eyes, trying to convince me that I'm not crying.

She pestered. "Mum!... Alright bye, I'll see you soon, this is it" Jason furiously ended the embarrassing call and sighed in defeat. *** Song: Selena Gomez (Rare) Baby, You've been so distant from me lately And lately Don't even wanna call you baby Pre-chorus Saw us getting older Burning toast on my toaster My ambitions were too high Waiting up for you upstairs Why you act like am not there Baby, right now it feels like Chorus It feels like you don't care

I think it's Arcade. A broken heart is all that's left I'm still fixing all the cracks Lost a couple of pieces when I carried it, carried it, carried it home I'm afraid of all I am (oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh) My mind feels like a foreign land (oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh) Silence ringing inside my head (oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh) Please, carry me, carry me, carry me home

My sister, Nancy Wood, wanted to be the family's only child, so my mother had my name changed and handed my identification documents over to my grandmother. She even told me I had to pay for everything if I wanted to live under their roof. The change and coupons Nancy got from her shopping were the sole source of allowance I'd get. If she saved 30 dollars from her shopping trips, I would get 30 dollars next month. It was the last day for all students to enter their applications for college. I begged my sister to let me use her computer. She extended her hand. "You have to pay me 20 bucks." I fished all the money out of my pocket. I only had 19 dollars. So, I hastily blurted in a panic, "I

On Christmas Day, my parents decided to add my sister Chloe's name to the family trust. As the lawyer prepared the documents, he glanced at me. "And this young lady? Should she be included as well?" My mother waved a hand dismissively. "No need. She's just a foster child." Ever since Chloe was brought back home, I—their biological daughter—had become the outsider. All because Chloe insisted she was the only daughter in the family. If anyone so much as mentioned that I was blood-related, she'd have a PTSD episode—screaming, crying, the whole breakdown. Eventually, everyone just accepted it: "The Haper family only has one real daughter. The other one's a foster kid." At first, I tried to