The Stranger in My House

My ten-year-old self went to bed that night not knowing that a lot would change.

Ines May
Ines May
Oct 25 · 3 min read
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I woke up at some point at night, confused about where exactly I was. It was one of those moments when you wake up and go through all the beds and rooms you’ve slept in during your life, trying to figure out which one you’re at.