We're all broken but still just not the same.....
After finally going through different scented and embellished soaps and perfumes that were stocked in the bathroom I successfully take a shower and I dry off with a clean towel I found in one of the bathroom cabinets.I tie it around my frail body and head to my room and walk to where I had left the clothes-my bed.
I pick up the neatly folded clothes and unfold them revealing an overly oversized grey night gown.I'm not complaining though,it will obviously do me some good in hiding my scars.
I put it on and the gown almost swallows me whole as it fully covers my feet till it reaches the floor.
Perfect
However this perfectly oversized and surprisingly cozy night gown has a little problem.
.....It doesn't come with a scarf.
I go to my ol
