Five:
"YES!" I scream. Oh praise the Lord; I'm going home! "Please come and pick me up! I'm on Melrose Avenue."
The line goes dead, and the phone tells me to put in another coin. But I just put the phone down and sit down on the curb. After about fifteen minutes a car comes screeching around the corner, coming to a stop in front of me. Katie flings herself out of the car and onto me.
"Thank God!" She screams over and over, hugging me tightly.
Together we climb into the back of the car, and my parents kiss me, so relieved I'm coming home.
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Coming Home?
Teen FictionLauren has run away. Her sister and family are distraught. Will Lauren ever make it home?
