Proud was not a strong enough word to describe the feeling that had overcome Dani in the moment. Finally, after years of living in a homeless shelter and struggling, Dani had earned enough money to get a place of her own and cover rent for a while. It wasn't much, but it was way better than the crowded shelter.
Luckily, she didn’t have much to unpack. If there was one advantage to coming from a homeless shelter, it was the lack of baggage, both literal and figurative. A duffel bag with some clothes, a few hygiene products, her makeup, and a cheap phone charger. That was it. No sentimental keepsakes, no furniture, no remnants of a childhood home. The space felt empty, but for once, the emptiness didn’t feel suffocating. It felt like possibility.
She set her bag down on the floor, looking around at the space that now belonged to her. It wasn’t glamorous, but it was hers. No more worrying about curfews. No more being woken up by the sounds of strangers fighting, crying, or worse. No more walking on eggshells around people who were just as desperate as she was.
Dani let out a slow breath, tucking her hair behind her ear as she took it all in. For the first time in years, she had a door she could lock. A space that belonged to her and no one else.
It seemed like things were finally starting to look up for the troubled girl.
Luckily, she didn’t have much to unpack. If there was one advantage to coming from a homeless shelter, it was the lack of baggage, both literal and figurative. A duffel bag with some clothes, a few hygiene products, her makeup, and a cheap phone charger. That was it. No sentimental keepsakes, no furniture, no remnants of a childhood home. The space felt empty, but for once, the emptiness didn’t feel suffocating. It felt like possibility.
She set her bag down on the floor, looking around at the space that now belonged to her. It wasn’t glamorous, but it was hers. No more worrying about curfews. No more being woken up by the sounds of strangers fighting, crying, or worse. No more walking on eggshells around people who were just as desperate as she was.
Dani let out a slow breath, tucking her hair behind her ear as she took it all in. For the first time in years, she had a door she could lock. A space that belonged to her and no one else.
It seemed like things were finally starting to look up for the troubled girl.
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