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"I'll be home. I'll be home. I'll be home." I keep telling myself and I really want to believe it, but seriously I can't. I've lost my home. There is no home for me.
I am walking through the streets, the dark, lonely streets and it starts to darken. All I have with me is the clothes I wear and some money. Not much, so it won't even be enough for the next days. I really need an idea how I can get money and where I can stay. I continue walking through the streets and knock at some doors. The people who live in there open and I ask them whether I could stay at their house for a night, but everyone says no! After fifteen doors and fifteen 'no's I stop. I sit down on the street. I lean against a house wall, my legs up to my body and my arms wrapped around them. My head rests on my arms and I start crying. I don't have a home anymore. I have no place where I could stay. I'm alone. I'm unwanted ...by everyone. The Jedi didn't want me. I'm left alone. A wise man once said: "Home is where your heart is." But where does my heart belong to? I always thought I'd stay in the temple forever. The temple was the place my heart belonged to, but now? They didn't trust me, my family didn't trust me, what does this say about me? Am I so untrustworthy? How am I ever going to find a place for me? It's not like I have any friends outside the temple and even in the temple...there is only Anakin. He believed in me when nobody else did. He is what you should call a friend. I miss him, he did believe in me and gave me strength. He's done something nobody else did, he made me felt loved. Not like kissing and stuff, but like a family. He was like a brother, he always cared.
"Ahsoka? Ahsoka?" I hear how someone calls my name. I look up and see my old master coming towards me. I quickly wipe my tears away, so he won't see how I cried. I stand up.
"What are you doing here?" I ask him.
"No, what are you doing here?" he replies.
"I, I didn't know where to go." It was hard to say that and not only because I've always known where to go, but it was also hard to admit I feel lost. I've always shown strength in his presence. He wraps an arm around me and walks away with me.
"Where are we going?" I ask, but he doesn't answer. We walk to his speeder and get in. He drives, of course. We come to the richer part of the city and he stops.
"Why are we here?" I ask. He looks away and then at me.
"Padme lives here, she has a guest room."
"No, I-", I'm happy that he offers this to me, but I can't just walk through Padme's door and stay at hers. He sighs.
"I've talked to her, she offers it to you. It's okay, Ahsoka." This time it's me who sighs.
"Okay" I still don't like the idea, but it's better than living on the street. We knock on Padme's door and she opens.
"Hey Ahsoka, come in." she greets me. We both get in. Padme shows me my room and I thank her. Maybe this is going to be my home. Padme is here, Anakin is often here, I know they are secretly married.
I lay down on the bed since it is pretty late. "Home is where your heart is." I whisper to myself before I fall asleep.