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Prologue
00 Prologue
Ashley Purdy’s Point of View
The day was grey and rainy, just like my mood. I looked out of my window, observing the street of the small town in Ohio that I should probably now call my home. But it just didn’t feel like home. I didn’t know anyone or anything here. I just knew that my family had abandoned me and left me on my own. I always had a problem with trusting other people and I knew it would only get worse here. I would be lonely. Very lonely, to be true. I never had many friends and the few I made in my hometown I had to leave.
I sighed and looked around the room. Just a few boxes with my clothes and CDs in them. I didn’t own much and I surely didn’t leave much behind. I slowly started unpacking, every now and then hesitating. I wondered whether it has been right to move or whether I should have stayed. Maybe not everything was lost. I shook my head. No. I had to go and leave everything behind. It was the right decision. That was at least what I tried to convince myself of.
I finished unpacking in the evening. I looked around my flat. There were nearly no personal things here. A picture of me and my mom from when I was younger. A shelf with my CDs and DVDs and some books. I poster of Mötley Crüe, my favorite band. That was about it. The rest seemed quite neutral as if someone without a personality lived here. I was tired. Tired of being along, tired of being in Ohio, tired of being me and living my life. But this was not the place to really start over again. I would need more time for that and a real city, maybe Los Angeles or San Francisco. This small town just had to do for the next few years though.
I went into the kitchen and got myself something to drink and eat. Moving alone without anyone to help was hard work. But I didn’t mind too much, at least I would sleep through the night then. I sat in front of the TV and watched some stupid movie; out of boredom and because I didn’t want to go to bed yet. Tomorrow would be bad enough though. The first day of school. There was probably nothing else I dreaded as much as going to school again.
Ashley Purdy’s Point of View
The day was grey and rainy, just like my mood. I looked out of my window, observing the street of the small town in Ohio that I should probably now call my home. But it just didn’t feel like home. I didn’t know anyone or anything here. I just knew that my family had abandoned me and left me on my own. I always had a problem with trusting other people and I knew it would only get worse here. I would be lonely. Very lonely, to be true. I never had many friends and the few I made in my hometown I had to leave.
I sighed and looked around the room. Just a few boxes with my clothes and CDs in them. I didn’t own much and I surely didn’t leave much behind. I slowly started unpacking, every now and then hesitating. I wondered whether it has been right to move or whether I should have stayed. Maybe not everything was lost. I shook my head. No. I had to go and leave everything behind. It was the right decision. That was at least what I tried to convince myself of.
I finished unpacking in the evening. I looked around my flat. There were nearly no personal things here. A picture of me and my mom from when I was younger. A shelf with my CDs and DVDs and some books. I poster of Mötley Crüe, my favorite band. That was about it. The rest seemed quite neutral as if someone without a personality lived here. I was tired. Tired of being along, tired of being in Ohio, tired of being me and living my life. But this was not the place to really start over again. I would need more time for that and a real city, maybe Los Angeles or San Francisco. This small town just had to do for the next few years though.
I went into the kitchen and got myself something to drink and eat. Moving alone without anyone to help was hard work. But I didn’t mind too much, at least I would sleep through the night then. I sat in front of the TV and watched some stupid movie; out of boredom and because I didn’t want to go to bed yet. Tomorrow would be bad enough though. The first day of school. There was probably nothing else I dreaded as much as going to school again.
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6/28/16