Shadows

I leave the flat soon; it doesn't seem so long since I first arrived here. At the time I was in two minds about the whole thing; I was happy about arriving, about leaving Whitters and taking the first steps towards becoming someone better, but at the same time I wasn't happy at all. No matter how often I complain of how little there is in Whitters, it is a far cry from the truth - everything I hold dear is there.

By coming here I would be far away from my family, from the friends I had come to know, from everything I had come to love in eighteen years of life. Whitters does not have a shopping center or internet access, but it does have so much more.

My shelves are all but empty now, resemblant of the flat much of the time. Three of four flatmates have long left and I assumed i would be long gone before the fourth returned. A few days ago, I was watching a film when the door to the flat sounded, along with voices that still sounded distant to me, possibly because I'd been away from them for so long. It wasnt until the next day and an investigation of the fridge that I understood who it was that had returned. It was Carley and from the looks of things, she wasn't going to be leaving any time soon.

I go to an Italian restaurant tomorrow with Laney; my dad found a coupon in the newspaper for 50% off main courses, which wasn't surprising, considering he works in a newsagents. Anyway, having looked at the restaurant webpage, my opinions are entirely positive, though confused by the pricing system of the drinks. According to the menu, the most expensive soft drink is water, at 3.50. Cola, fanta and even gin are cheaper! I cannot help but wonder if it has magical powers.