WRITER’S MESSAGE: Yes this is a work of fiction, just a story, so don’t get going with all the “fake!” comments and such. This story is written from the first person view of a fictional male in his mid to late 20’s, his appearance isn’t important so imagine whatever you’d like for him. As for why it’s written in first person? Not sure, it just seemed to work better imo, regardless I hope you enjoy!
I’m not sure where to begin...from the beginning I guess...a few months back I finally moved out of my parents house, being in my 20’s it was about time. I was in a bit of a rush to get a house so I didn’t scout around too much, I pretty much bought the first house I looked at actually. It was a rather large house for a single guy, it started with a large living room connected to a kitchen and dining room, there was one long hallway. At the end of the hallway was where I slept, my bed pointing towar