Zariah had left a spare key for me under the seat cushion on her porch, in case she was asleep.
I walked in the house and went up to her room, to let her know I was back.
"Zariahhhhhhh I'm here" I whispered
"Sleep tight little lady"
I shut her door back and went into my room. I needed a shower.
While I took a shower I began to think what I need for right now , I needed a phone. My own phone.
I washed my hair and conditioned it so it could smell like strawberries and mango .
When I got out the shower I began to find what I wanted to wear tomorrow, I was thinking what about a dress maybe some wedges .
I knew exactly what to wear , a denim fitted Jean dress with some brown wedges with brown jewelry , hmm maybe some light lip gloss
I'm really digging this "new" Journey i thought to myself.
I laid down on the bed and reminisced
"I wonder what my mom and dad are doing, they probably don't even care" I thought
My eyes are getting low
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Journey
JugendliteraturJourney is giving up on the old her . After being beaten brutally and raped by her foster dad , she feels like she has no choice but to move on in life as an independent 17 year old , Until she comes across someone who will love her unconditionally...
