Leaving Home

Dear Diary, I'm at my friend's sleepover. Everybody is screaming and fighting with pillows. I’m having a blast, but something doesn't feel right. I feel unpleasant, like at night I was scared to go down stairs and get water. I really miss home. At home I feel safe and not scared to go down the stairs. Home feels comfy and warm and whole. At home I cook with my mom and we have game night. At the sleepover I did not feel at home.I felt scared and anxious and afraid and I wasn't even close to home, but I didn't give up. 3 Days Later I decided to go to another sleepover and this time I didn't feel that bad. I felt more comfortable and safe probably because it was kind of normal to go to other people's houses and sleep there. I felt more like home. At the beginning I was scared, but now I know that a home could be anywhere. A home could be somewhere you feel safe like your school or your friend's house or your own house.