Dear whoever will read this,
We just
arrived in New York, yesterday,the house was pretty but I still didn't want to be here
Mom has already talked to our neighbor, there is a mother an daughter living over there apparently.
My room is across from the daughter's and she has her curtains open so far all the time.
I notice that she has a blood stained spot on her carpet and a book by her bed.
I can't tell what it is but I'm sure it's a great read if someone so lovely is reading it.
She has hazel eyes and wavy dirty blonde hair. Her hair hangs in her eyes sometimes and I just want to so so badly brush it away.
Maybe living here won't be as bad as I thought it would be.
Love,
Skylar