I notice something strange

as I step out the shower

and use a white and

fluffy towel to dry

my body.

The wounds on my

arms and legs have

healed as if they

were never

there.

Never there.

A knock startles me

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out of my thoughts as

I begin to quickly dress.

I put on my undergarments

first, followed by a brown

and a soft tent-like dress

with long sleeves.

It hugs my body frame

and isn't too tight or

loose.

I slip into the new black

flats given to me and exit

from the bathroom.

Cassandra was waiting for

me, "You look very pretty."

She compliments, smiling

kindly.

I merely nod, not really

being sure of that.

There wasn't a mirror

in the bathroom so

how would I

know?