14: Like A Glove

FEYRE

The energy in the Darkmoon pack feels different after what I experienced earlier. I check the window again after I park my car where it had been and stay in there for a lengthy moment, waiting to feel what I did or see the blinds move again. Nothing happened, I kept staring at it, not wanting to miss when it finally happened but nothing. I give up and get out of the car, convincing myself it was just a figment of my imagination, or at least, trying to convince myself.

Probably just my head making things up and my not liking new places. I drag the single suitcase I’d packed from my old things back in my pack and start dragging it with me to the main house. There are more than enough clothes here for me to use, but the brand new pajama pants will never be as comfy and homey as my old ones that have holes in them. I am too attached to let it go at this point.

I was surprised when I saw the new shampoo in the bathroom is the brand I use and so is the shower gel. I roll my eyes, rea