The Spirit I Call Home

"The boxes were all labeled, and yet it was still unorganized in her eyes. The empty house, gave no feeling of home. White wash walls, plain curtains, and a few simple pieces of furniture occupied it. She sat down in the middle of the room, on the wooden floor. The large airy room, she pictured it filled with people, with furniture, she pictured it as her home and smiled. Her thoughts ended as the doorbell rang."

Written for FallBackDown's I didn't catch that, what happened? contest:

http://www.mibba.com/forums/topic/154569/

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