The Room
Room 302
By the way my name is Henry Townshend. I might have forgotten to mention that as the last part of my life i felt my identity rapidly disappear before my eyes. I was just another worker in the world of marketing. Lets face it...I was pathetic. Its funny actually how those problems sound so petty compared to my life after leaving Amanda. To be completely honest compared to what was going to happen to me I'd probably have served a life time sentence super glued to her. Your probably thinking how could things possibly get any worse right? that's exactly what i thought but apparently that wasn't the way things worked for me. Things could get hell of a lot worse.
Where was i? oh yeah looking around for that new apartment , it was going to be my new step forward to a new independent life where i could work on becoming a photographer and feel like i was actually living my life again. It never works out the way you plan it out in your head though.I started looking through news papers , circling the cheapest deals possible. I read one article...
South Ashfield Heights apartments , Modern and spacious with electricity, plumbing , TV , one king sized bed , one bedroom , laundry room , kitchen and bathroom. All this for our lowest prices. Call this number for more information.
I called the number. That day i went to check the pace out . Jesus , it was more of a dump than the last place.The walls were drab and Gray. actually taking a look around everything was Grey. There was no fresh air only a stall rotting smell that was probably from the wet moldy patches on the carpet.The only thing good about this place was that Amanda was nowhere too be seen. "Great, this is just what i was looking for" I lied to the landlord that was showing me around. He looked confused to what i found to be so enthusiastic about. To be honest he had a right to be confused, the place was a hell hole but i needed somewhere to live so this was going to have to do. The Landlord left me in the room , first thing i did was take a seat on couch. There were stains and cigarette burns all over it and i felt all the springs inside when i sat down. I t was hard to look outside because the window was covered with mildew , there wasn't much out there anyway. Just more apartments. I took a look at the key the landlord gave me. It was silver and engraved with the numbers 302. It looked like room 302 was going to be my new home...lets hope its temporary.
Where was i? oh yeah looking around for that new apartment , it was going to be my new step forward to a new independent life where i could work on becoming a photographer and feel like i was actually living my life again. It never works out the way you plan it out in your head though.I started looking through news papers , circling the cheapest deals possible. I read one article...
South Ashfield Heights apartments , Modern and spacious with electricity, plumbing , TV , one king sized bed , one bedroom , laundry room , kitchen and bathroom. All this for our lowest prices. Call this number for more information.
I called the number. That day i went to check the pace out . Jesus , it was more of a dump than the last place.The walls were drab and Gray. actually taking a look around everything was Grey. There was no fresh air only a stall rotting smell that was probably from the wet moldy patches on the carpet.The only thing good about this place was that Amanda was nowhere too be seen. "Great, this is just what i was looking for" I lied to the landlord that was showing me around. He looked confused to what i found to be so enthusiastic about. To be honest he had a right to be confused, the place was a hell hole but i needed somewhere to live so this was going to have to do. The Landlord left me in the room , first thing i did was take a seat on couch. There were stains and cigarette burns all over it and i felt all the springs inside when i sat down. I t was hard to look outside because the window was covered with mildew , there wasn't much out there anyway. Just more apartments. I took a look at the key the landlord gave me. It was silver and engraved with the numbers 302. It looked like room 302 was going to be my new home...lets hope its temporary.