Bab 33: Amanda

The next day there was a commotion in my room. Together with Jen, we were packing my things for moving to another room, which was not so much, but what is not a reason to spend time with a friend and chat.

I gutted the entire closet and bedside table, trying to carefully put all the clothes in a travel bag. I also put a comb in there, some hairpins and pins, and some books that I stole from the library without asking.

That's all, my short stay in this cramped, damp room is over. It was both joyful and sad. I looked at my illusory ceiling, which was now flooded with bright rays of the dawn sun and smiled. I should ask for the same ceiling in the new room. Wouldn't that be too cheeky of me?

Jen was extremely inspired when she saw the ceiling of my room for the first time and immediately flooded me with questions "what and where, and how it appeared." I didn't go into details, so I said it was a gift for a good job.