Exhausted after a busy day at work, I take in the view. It’s been a month since I moved into my apartment and still, each time those two words creep into my mind, my heart flutters with excitement.
My apartment.
A year ago, I didn’t think this was possible. I thought I’d be stuck in an endless cycle of blame and abuse from a person I thought I loved. I don’t know how but I did it. I exited the circle and called it quits. Now I’m finally living the life I want to live – full of freedom and happiness.
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I was madly excited for you but then I saw “fictioneers”. I pray it becomes true really soon.
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I’d imagine maybe in about 20 years once I paid off my debts to my mother.
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Our God is a great God. I’m praying for your supernatural good fortune. It might arrive after I’m dead, but look out for the miracle and then thank God.
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Absolutely, I always do.
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And stories are intentions. The universe conspires to grant our desires.
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A wonderful and hopeful story. Nicely done.
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Thank you.
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Good for her! Breaking free sounds like her only option.
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I can imagine it was a difficult but worth it decision.
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I will always have hope this is your reality very soon.
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It was a life I imaged for myself a few years back. Unfortunately, it didn’t pan out and now, I’m locked into this life for probably the next 20 years. Oh well, there’s no use to regret such decision now, one can only hope.
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Oof, I’m sorry to hear this. I hope you’re able to find a way to the life you want.
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I hope so too.
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Nicely told story
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Thank you. 🙂
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Most welcome
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There is always hope ❤
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Absolutely. 🙂
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Time to start anew, wonderful!
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Thank you.
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