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Moving Away Narrative

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I moved into a new apartment Today and the only thing I did scenes I go here was unpack boxes. I Have been up packing scenes 5 am this morning now its 5:34 in the afternoon. I’m exhausted.
“I need a break, I’ll go meet my new neighbors, they are probably wondering who moved in here any way .” I say to myself. I went out of the messy and -not even close to done- kitchen, and into the, almost unpacked livingroom.I then walk out into the long white and dimed hall way.
“ this hallway is very depressing, it needs more color.” i whisper to myself while walking to the next door to my right. I come up the white door with a peep hole.I knocked on the door. A few seconds letter I heard riesling and then a click and the door was open.with a swift motion …show more content…

Well it was nice to meet you ,see you soon.” he smiled and waved me off. I waved back and walk back to my apartment. I went straight through my door and got a drill from one of the unpacked boxes in the living room and went right into my room which was one of the only room unpacked> took the drill and drilled a big hole right through the paper thin walls. I drilled a hole just because I am going to watch him every night till I finally kill him! I will kill him period! I can't deal with this devil eye! I CAN'T! Letts just hope that he doesn't see this hole. I put a poster over it so he couldn’t see light coming through the little hole and so it would be harder to see. But at this moment I don't care all I care about was plotting his death. Am I tearing into a mad man?!Am I going crazy? I might be crazy but I am no mad man a mad man is stupid and I am smart no would of came up with the plane I have to kill this man. No one will never know! The rest of the night is was a mixture of me unpacking my stuff and watching this old man well he slept. I didn't get any sleep I couldn't I can go to sleep knowing that this eye could be watching me!Soon the time came to 6 am in the morning and I decided That I’d wake myself up and get coffee and take a shower. Today i am going to go over there and “talk” to him.But actually going to look around his house. I get ready and go straight to next door to his apartment. I knock on the door and a few seconds letter it open and I

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