We Slept In Home Alone Novels & Stories

"This is your room." It was a descent room with a single bed in the middle a large window in front a wardrobe in the corner and a door on one side probably the restroom. All of a sudden Alizey felt home sick. She missed her family her home. She didn't know how much longer she has to work here. She felt alone.

I shut my eyes and prayed that I would be able to fall asleep, that no one would come and try and kill me in my sleep. I was so far from home, from the comforts of my kingdom, my family, and my friends. I was alone, far from home, and nothing seems to make sense. I had no idea how I was going to get through this madness.? I just had to hold on and hope I could make the right choice.

Why was he confused, what was there not to be scared of? I didn’t return to school for a week and I could tell that Aunty Cathy and Mrs Hawkeye must be blowing up my phone. I slept on the couch in his bedroom for three days before I had the guts to sleep alone in my room. Then I was certain that no one was coming to murder us. I got used to being bored, waking up, eating, and sleeping, maybe watching movies a little.

After adjusting the blanket over her, I switch off the bedside lamp before making my way out of the room. ***** For the first time since we got married, I slept alone in our bed and it is the most frustrating thing ever. I keep tossing around in bed but the night seems to be longer than expected. Unable to sleep, I pull my body out of bed and head out to the in house gym. I am surprised to see Mason seated in the living room. I didn’t know he was home, when did he get here? Was I too stressed to notice him when I got back? “Hey man” he looks up at me, “thought you were sleeping”

Juliet Diaz:- I don't know when I cried myself to sleep on the bed all curled up, but when I woke up, I wasn't alone; I was wrapped up in Nicholas's arms, who held me securely to him as if he were scared of losing me. The events from last night came crashing down on me once again. I didn't want to bother Nicholas, as he was already hurting. He looked exhausted but peaceful as he slept, which is why I didn't want to disturb him.

I'm so grateful to have him as my brother because I don't know what I would have done without him here by my side. We ended up watching Thor: The Dark World after The Old Guard and slept off on the sofa. I woke up with severe pain in my neck and rubbed it with my hand, my arms and legs were pins and needles too. I looked over at where Adam was sitting last night but didn't see him there. Where is he? "Morning sleeping beauty!" His voice rang through the living room. I heard his footsteps coming in my direction. "Ewww. More like good morning garden gnome." Adam shuddered in disgust when he took in my disheveled state.

What would happen then? When the sun peeked over the horizon, I knew that none of them were coming back tonight. This was my first time sleeping in this bed alone since we chose to be the three of us. They didn’t want to be with me, but I wasn’t going to be a baby about it. If I didn’t focus on something, anything, I would go insane.

But just like any daughter, I would still check up on my mom, dad and brothers although they lived far away from where I did and it would be impossible for my mom to be here in the morning unless she would leave tonight but I know she won't be coming anywhere. Damn, he had almost really succeeded in isolating me completely, but he kind of did. We live in a different city, I don't really have friends and I couldn't call his friends mine, his mother passed away when he was young and his stepmother is no better just like his dad. Well, Robyn, it's time to stop thinking about how you're alone and get to work! Getting out of bed, I gathered every piece of garbage around me and walked downstairs o

The air still smelled faintly sweet. Everything was there. Only I was not. Noah heard them come in and turned over in his sleep, mumbling, "Lily," before sinking back down. I floated to his bed and tried to tuck in his blanket. My hand passed through it. Mom set down my suitcase and opened my bedroom door. The room was exactly as I had left it. The comforter folded neatly. The unfinished homework on the desk. The little plant on the windowsill with a tiny new sprout.

Shit would go downhill instantly if he was awake. It must've been my lucky day. As I tiptoed downstairs, Frank was snoring away in his recliner. I managed to grab another box of leftovers from the restaurant and creep back up to my bedroom. I couldn't wait until I managed to get out of this hell-hole. Sneaking around my own house was miserable. Constantly tiptoeing around, hoping I didn't step on a land-mine. My Friday was spent in complete solitude, and I was thoroughly enjoying it. Either Frank was completely unaware I stayed home from school, or he simply didn't feel like bothering me.