Authors Note:
Hello, all! This is my first fanfic that I've posted on here. More are soon to follow hopefully! Also, for those of you wondering, yes, it's supposed to be short, no, it's not because I'm lazy. This was supposed to be a drabble but I couldn't express what I wanted to say in 100 words. I'm still trying to get the hang of writing those... they are so hard! Tips anyone? Thanks! Oh, and I'd appreciate feedback on this if you have time to review. I always want to know how I did and how I can improve my writing. Don't be afraid to say what you really think! My feelings aren't (that) fragile! Haha, thanks again.
Thank you to my reviewers, you have no clue how much it means to me that you took the time to share your thoughts. Special thanks to Juggerknot12 for giving me CC for this fic. From her response, I have made a few changes. Really and truly, thank you.
Humans say home is where the heart is.
I had heard this saying within my first few days on Earth, but I didn't understand what it meant. According to what little I knew about human anatomy, the heart was located in the middle of the chest and had little valves that carried blood throughout the body. It didn't sound like home to me. I also had a house I was assigned after my insertion, but I didn't have many belongings to fill its walls and cabinets. It never felt like home. Even before I came to Earth, I never found a place to call home. I had lived on many planets, more than most Souls, yet I never felt the need to stay- just move on, to keep searching.
It wasn't until I met the brutal humans living beneath the ground, that I learned where my heart was. Through the long days of work, endless days of mistrust, and a few days of living in a hole, I finally found the place my heart had been searching for. My heart belonged to girl whose body I once used and to her younger brother. It belonged to the man that drove me to come to this cave, to another man who saw me for someone to love, not as an enemy.
I learned the heart wasn't just a thumping rhythm in my chest; it was where I kept my care and love for my family. I had a place in my heart for each and every person I worked beside every day. They changed me and made Wanda out of the lost Soul called Wanderer. I stopped searching, stopped wandering, for my heart had finally made its way home.