She wandered far from her neighborhood, few people giving the dazed looking woman a second look. It is a sad commentary on our society that people don't help strangers out often enough.
She found herself on the campus of the local college, looking for her home. Wandering into one of the residences, she wondered if this was perhaps her place.
Floating up and down the halls, she walked into a room whose door was open. There was a girl sitting on the bed with headphones on, studying. She didn't even notice Jane entering. She moved to the closet, looking at the clothes in it, and suddenly began stripping out of the conservative clothes she was wearing.
The ones in the closet were daring. A low-cut top, a pair of tight jeans. She laughed as she put them on, suddenly feeling a complete lack of responsibility, and a certainty about who she was.
