I'm really beginning to hate this town. Seagulls are once again attacking, and I also have this gang of 5-10 kids after me because I apparently tried to kill one of their cousins. I do not remember this since I was not there in the first place. I wish I could just move back to my old home city. Maybe I'd be able to have more fun then without the worry of gangs and seagulls after me. I really miss my old city.
I'm beginning to miss loads of things. I've lost my favorite Aunt, and an Uncle. Both died in hospital. One from a million problems including lung cancer, the other died from a brain tumor. I really miss them. I never even got the chance to say one last good bye. I wish I visited them more, but now it's too late. All I have left are some photos of my Aunt taken when I was a baby. None of my Uncle to remember him by though.
If I ever get the chance I'm leaving this town for good. Not much to miss here anymore. All that's left is trouble. I'm not wanted here by many. The only things to leave behind are one friend, and some family. I guess they're the only things that I will miss if I moved.
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