<prompt> Write a story from the perspective of a teenager feeling homesick.  <response>: As a teenager, I never thought I would miss home as much as I do now. Growing up, I would always dream of adventure and see the world outside of my small town. But now, as I sit on my bed in my college dorm room hundreds of miles away from home, all I can think about are the comforting memories of my childhood.Its not like college isnt great. Im making new friends and experiencing new things, but theres this nagging feeling of longing for something familiar. I miss the smell of my moms homemade spaghetti sauce filling the house and the sound of my dads laughter as we watched our favorite TV show. I miss lying under the stars in my best friends backyard as we talked about our dreams.I never realized how much I took those little moments for granted until they were gone. Now, as I scroll through pictures of my family and friends on social media, tears prick at the corners of my eyes. I know I should be enjoying this newfound freedom, but I cant shake the feeling of homesickness.Its funny how as a teenager youre always wishing to grow up, to be independent and free. But now that Im here, all I want is to go back to the simplicity of my childhood. To bask in the warmth of my familys love and the comfort of my small town. But I know that this is just a part of growing up, of spreading my wings and finding my own way. I remind myself that this is just a temporary feeling and that Ill eventually make this new place my home. Until then though, Ill hold on to the memories of home and find solace in knowing that no matter how far I go, it will always be there, waiting for me with open arms. 