I love my little apartment. I feel safe there. There’s been a lot that’s scared me in the last three years I’ve lived there. Every time I move, I’m scared of the new place.
This will be a good home, I know. But after the realtor left and I was alone, all I wanted to do was go home. My real home, not this fake house that wants to be my home but isn’t yet.
Deep breaths…I will be safe and happy here.