꧁ Marisella ꧂I walk into the house I grew up in with trepidation.Silence greets me, a heavy premonition in the air.Weeks ago, an intruder had gained access through the kitchen window. I have a key, and I used the door, but I feel just like an intruder.My shower is short and purposeful. I dress up in running shoes, jogging pants, and a jacket.Before hailing an Uber, I jog to the end of the street to clear my head, and while in the car, I feel somewhat more in control.I just received the biggest news of my life, and I’m holding back every damaging thought sticking fingers in my brain.I want to see my friend, apologize and explain the situation to her, and get advice.I miss her, and frankly, her blunt attitude would help me so much.At her apartment building, I run up the stairs with my heart nearly bursting.Finally, someone I can talk to without falling into a life-altering trap. Someone I’m not afraid to show all my colors without flinching under bone-crushing shame.Her door
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