Coming Home

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This is a drabble (100 word story) about someone who's run away from home.

Coming Home
Copyright 2012 by Heather Rose Brown
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I reread the last few words of my father's letter.

"I'm so sorry for the way I reacted. It broke my heart when I lost your mother. When you said you weren't my son, I didn't really understand what you meant. I'd planned to apologize the next morning for what I said to you that night, but you had already run away to your aunt's house. Please come home."

I looked out the front window of the bus and noticed the distant lights were looking more familiar.

"I'm coming home," I said as I wiped my cheek.

"I'm coming home."



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Andrea Lena DiMaggio's picture

So sad...

...but with hope! Thank you!

Crying is all right in its own way while it lasts. But you have to stop sooner or later,
and then you still have to decide what to do. ― C.S. Lewis
Love, Andrea Lena

Coming Home

How sad, yet full of hope.

    Stanman
May Your Light Forever Shine

Great story

This story is wonderful just as it is. It's full of hope, love, and forgiving.

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