My Young Days

Excerpt:I want to go home!How many times in my life I wonder have these words come rushing up from the very bottom of my heart tumbling everything out of the way never listening to reason never stopping for thought? How many times since that dreary afternoon in the great big drawing-room at grandmamma's? And oh dear me! what miserable heartache comes before that fearful want! Oh grown-up people don't you know how sour everything tastes and how yellow everything looks and how sick everything makes one when one wants to go home?