I Miss Home Novels & Stories

I couldn't bear to meet her eyes, fearing that she would see the truth buried within me. "I... missed... home," I finally confessed, my voice barely above a whisper. It was a simple answer, yet it carried the weight of unspoken emotions. I missed home, but what I truly longed for was the familiarity of her presence, the comfort of her love that had once filled my days. Mandy's expression softened, her eyes brimming with understanding. She reached out and gently placed her hand on mine, her touch a balm to my weary soul. The warmth of her palm radiated through me, reminding me of the love we once shared.

He knew how shy I was and how uncomfortable I felt in crowded places and so he never left my side throughout the night. I blinked the memory away before replying " no. I'm not an outdoor person, I mostly prefer to stay at home " " Then I guessed right too" " Very funny " I smiled and watched Dani deep his hand into my popcorn. I just watched him, my mind far away. " I don't know if I miss my parents, " I spoke nearly absent mindedly " but I miss home. I miss my neighborhood. I miss my work, even though it's shitty most of the time because of my boss, " I chuckled at my own joke " I miss my best friend, Maddy. We always walked to school and work together. We we

she says with concern. The tears only fall harder, forcing me to wipe my nose on my arm, “I really miss you, Mum. I miss you and Dad and Miguel. Things are just really hard right now and it’s making me really homesick,” I confess, not a single lie in my words. I see the tears fill my mother’s eyes and wish now more than ever that I could reach through the phone and hug her. I just want to curl up in her lap and feel her brushing her fingers through my hair and singing me lullabies like she used to. It’s funny the things you miss when you no longer have them around.

“Chicago.” “I never pegged you to be a big city kind of girl.” “I didn’t think I was either, but I love it there. And I love my job, but sometimes I miss this.” I wave my hand at the window. “There’s literally nothing there.” “Exactly.” I smile. “I miss it. The cornfields, the quiet, the slower pace…I’m not that far away at least.” “Do you come home often?” “I try to. Mostly to see Jackson, because I miss him too much.”

Because I am always on it. I sat there and kept rethinking everything. I was not enjoying being here at all. I hate it to be more precise. I am homesick already, I am missing Lia, Rick and Aunt Shelly. I miss everything and everyone. I want to go back home! I cried and stood, lying down on my bed. Looking at the dull ceiling. I somewhat miss brothers and california too. Unwantedly. I took my phone and dialled Lia's number, at the third ring, she picked it up.

Because I’m alone at home, I’m quite bored. I was resting in my bed, smiling, when something came to mind. I realized that, despite being an introvert, I couldn’t afford to stay apart from my parents. I miss my sister’s loud mouth when she enters my room without my permission. I miss my gregarious brother, Stephen, who eats so much. Mama’s delectable food and Papa’s presence in the living room are both I missed. When they are not around, the home is rather silent. It’s just a spooky house with no occupants.

She leaned closer to my bed, “are you thinking about your home? Do you miss your family members now that you are here?” Home? I chuckled inwardly. Home wasn’t a place that exist, at least not for me. The only home I could ever have was one I’d build with Luca if I accomplish this mission. Anything apart from that, then there was no home for me. “No,” I replied to her, “not exactly. And you?” I asked her, changing the topic because if there was one thing I’d realized about her, it’s that she loved talking about herself. “You’ve spent six months here, don’t you miss home? Don’t you miss your family members?”

When I was tired, I went home. Once there were rules and boundaries, everything got simpler. That night, I posted in the residents' group chat: [Seeing the pickup station running so smoothly honestly makes me really happy. Thanks to management for taking it seriously, and thanks to every neighbor who follows the rules. Hope our community keeps getting better every day.] Likes and flower emojis flooded in almost instantly. A little later, Mrs. Nolan texted me. [Annie, you did something none of us could.] I replied with a smiling emoji.

The tension of the other day between us no longer existed, it was just a mother and daughter on the phone. “Ma….” I wanted to cry but I held back my tears. “Can I come home please?” I tried to hide the pain in my voice. “What is wrong mi sonnolina…?” She asked sounding worried. “I just…I miss home”. I couldn’t hide how much I missed the comfort of my family. “My baby…we’ve missed you too….and yes darling, it’s your home, you’re always welcome but I hope everything is fine?”. “Yeah ma….”

Every waiter passing by, I wouldn't miss any chance to grab two glasses and gulp them straight down to my throat! God, I miss my family! I miss them a lot! I miss being home, I miss my bedroom in our house, I miss mom and dad, and everything! I am even wondering now how they are there at the moment. Did something change because I left? Did they miss me the same? How about father… Is it possible he already changed his mind about settling my marriage? I really want to go home and see for myself how mom and dad doing and hug everyone in the house while telling them how much I miss them!