There is an essence of safety and security that I miss about being home. My suite-mate and her friends tend to make that feeling of the dorm being a refuge leave. They don't ever come into my room, but often times I see them in the bathroom or I can overhear their conversations. They play in sins that I don't ever want to touch with a hundred feet pole.
Tonight after dorm prayer, the bishop pulled me aside and we talked about those problems. He told me to try to talk with them and if that doesn't work he suggested talking to some people in the ward to see if they know of any open rooms.
I am truly grateful for this new ward and the bishop!
Hopefully there is a happy story since the situation is to be continued……..
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