I was 13 when I moved to New york city from Canada. Most people would be sad moving so far, but I honestly Didn't care less. Most people Just considered me a Shadow; Someone wh was just there and didn't contribute much to the world except to be another person.
My only friend back in Canada was this Cuban kid named Jaun, but that friendship ended quickly. He got mad at me for... I don't even remember.. It had something to do with Ice cream i think..
I'm Matthew Williams, Born July 1st, blonde hair, and like i previously mentioned, A shadow.
I'm only in New york because my parents split when I was 8 and the original plan was I stay in canada and My brother, Alfred, Goes to live in New york with my Dad.
However, My mother was Diagnosed with Terminal Lung cancer about 4 years after the divorce and she sent me over to my Father's so I was raised in a proper enviorment.
When I got to NYC, it was so awkward. I have not seen Alfred Since he was sent over for christmas when I was 10. During that Christmas, He was out-going and friendly, and thought way too high of himself. I thought he would've changed in 3 years, but he was exactly the same.
The school we go to is incredibly odd. Most people were from other country's. So I went from going to a school with Polish, English, and American kids, to a school that had Latvian, Icelantic, and even Australian kids.
It's also Impossible to get any sleep in this city. I live in this apartment right near Times square, and it's always busy. So much noise at night. So much noise.
