I left the home that no longer belonged to me.

As I dragged my suitcase, I opened the phone I hadn’t used for five years, retrieved from the house, and logged into Twitter to tell my followers:

I’m back...

But I wasn’t sure if anyone would still remember me.

The modeling world moves so fast, and with Nancy as my replacement, would people still like me?

I bit my lip and, reflecting on my situation, typed casually: "Anyone still care about the model who's long past her prime?"

Soon enough, I dominated Twitter’s trending topics.

"Alice tweeted."

"Our long-awaited national supermodel has returned!"

"Ahhhhhhh the one and only supermodel is...