Michelle
"My entire apartment was smaller than my bathroom though," I added. "1 bedroom 1 bath," I remember Vienna Teng's song.
"Really? Smaller than your bathroom?"
I laughed and nodded.
"Well, your bathroom is pretty big."
I shook my head, "No, really, my apartment is just really small. But I was on my own, so I fit. And it didn't feel so... empty."
"My little flock of boxes and I surrounded by a painted-white unknown," Vienna's song continued in my head. "Soon as this wall in my heart comes down, I'm gonna make it feel like home."
It didn't feel like this home.
"So when are your parents coming home?" Tia asked knowingly.
"Next week," I replied.
It's ironic. I'm back home, but nobody else is.
Yes, I'm back at the beginning.
I'm not the one that left, I'm the one that was left behind.
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ספרות לנערותMichelle is back home from her move-out assert-independence stint. Some things are still the same- like she's still-single since-birth, while some things have changed... The greatest change though is, hands down, her best friend, Nate being in...
