BANG. I turn to look to where the noise had come from when it happened. My crappy door to my crappy apartment was kicked in, three people in black crashed through my window, breaking everything in sight before I ran up stairs ,already knowing the back exit was covered by three to four of the unknown people in black, to the roof to run somewhere else, to become someone else, in someplace else, somewhere new. As I apparently wasn't allowed here ether. The people in black, they know. About me. That I shouldn't exist so they're, as one of them told me, "Putting the wrong, right,". I'll admit, its come close once or twice. When I've let my guard down, though that's only happened once or twice and that's when it's come close. But I'm not goin' into that.

By the next morning I was in England, in the city. There was an apartment going, I talked to the landlord and he said I could have it. It was in a block of apartments, so I was used to that. Anyway. New town. New life. New start. And with a new life, I may as well do something I haven't done for a long, long time, and that is to go back to … school! Or more commonly known as hell - well to me it is.

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