Settling In

After pulling into Peggy's house I get out of the car to see a normal medium sized two story house with an whit door garage on the left, a medium size driveway, light blue paint on the outside and a large glass window at the front. It is quite cute, I like it. There is a tree in the front yard that I can just see a squirrel running along the branch during the day and a big red letterbox with a news pair sticking out from it.

Peggy walks up the front three steps, opens the wooden door walks into the mud room where we take off our shoes. "Well it isn't much but it's home, there is three rooms upstairs but one of them is a study so the spare room will be yours. Just drop your bag here and I will show you around real quick then you can go wash up while I make dinner".

She takes me into the lounge room which is just off the mudroom and to the left is the carpeted stairs which curve around and to the right ending right in front of the study room by the looks of it. We walk through the lounge room and then to the left where there is the dining room and then behind the lounge room is the kitchen with the dining room on the right of it. Coming off of the kitchen is the exit into the garage and off the garage is the door to the basement where w can get to another room with the laundry and the boiler.

After doing the Lowrys floor walkthrough she takes me upstairs to the other rooms and damn there is no toilet separate from the shower, of well. Shit happens. I get to my room and throw my duffel on the single bed and walk around what is now my new room for the foreseeable future. A single bed, chest of drawers, bedside table, lamp, small study desk. All pretty basic and just about all that I need.

I quickly put my things away and for now I stash my cash inside my socks and put it in my pillow. It is better to keep that right where I will be I think, it is my life at this point and I don't really know this woman. Peggy said to have a shower while she cooks dinner so I gather my toiletries and head to the bathroom, I didn't bring a towel with me so I hope she has some clean ones. I will buy my own tomorrow, I don't like the idea of using her haberdashery items. I want to be independent and build up my own belongings and rely on myself rather than others.

While I'm in the bathroom I look at myself in the mirror hoping to see something different within now that I am free and on the way to a better life but I still just see the little girl I was. That same broken and bruised little girl with the bottomless blue eyes that tell a story that not many can handle. Disgusted with myself I wiped my hand across the mirror as if wiping the face away and turn to scrub my skin to a new layer so that perhaps a new me will grow back with the fresh layer of skin.