28 April 2012
My name is Red. Red Hamlet. Dumb name I know, seriously, I am SO changing my name when I get a passport and documents and stuff sorted out. I see myself as quite a gothic kinda guy, I've got floppy black hair and quite pale skin. I live in a flat near the beach, it's where me and my parents used to live. The only problem is that one of dad's mates, Tony, is the landlord of the flat, and shares it with me. So when I have friends round it'll be quite awkward. I'm a skater, and skaters usually hang out, right? Well that's just it, I don't have many, no sorry, ANY friends. I didn't go to the school round here cause my dad wouldn't let me. I went to a stupid private school a few miles from home. But that only lasted a few years, as I got my self excluded. Yeah home. Funny word. I don't feel like I even HAVE a home anymore...
My parents go a divorce when I was 8 years old. My mom moved to New York leaving me and dad at home with no money. I hope to visit her one day. When I have the money. I live in Santa Cruz, which I think is in California, but trust me, it's so NOT the sweet life. Not for me any way. My dad moved away to sort himself out with a job and stuff, but I haven't heard from him for 2 years, so I guess it's clear; he's not coming back. Good riddance.
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