I walked down the long, dark driveway towards my home, located in a small neighborhood surrounded by ominous trees. I lived with my adopted parents, Phil and Jenny, and though they were my “parents”, I wasn’t really attached to them in any way. Reaching the front door, I took out my keys and unlocked it, revealing bright lights and a cheery room. “Phil, Jenny, I’m home!” I yelled, and ran up the stairs to take a shower.
Stepping out of the steamy bathroom and into my room, I closed the blinds to my huge windows, and dropped the towel that I clutched around my curvalisious body. Going to my walk-in