Happy To Be Home

She was happy to be back home. It was quiet. The silence reminded her of what had happened and why her mother wasn't here. She tried to shake the eerie feeling off and went to the kitchen. She noticed both of their places were still in the same place.

She picked both up and dumped their contents in the trash bin, then she put the plates in the sink. When that was done, she went upstairs and decided to shower and change. She had school work to turn in. She grabbed a towel from the linen closet and went into the bathroom. She turned the water on, checked the temperature, and when it was perfect, she undressed and got into the shower. 

The hot water felt good on her skin. She relaxed as it ran over her. She washed her hair, arms, and breasts. When she washed her thighs, she felt the dull soreness there. She hadn't even noticed it earlier.

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