1)prologue: A text

A tattoo on my neck, A scar on my back, A knife stab on my stomach and an Another tattoo on my hand beside multiple other scars of the past, Along with a broken heart and A mind that no longer cares about anything.

that's what I brought along with me to this new town.

it's the middle of August and I've only started to go to my new school properly since a good week...

for the people in this neighborhood I might be looking like a rebel of my age.

A Delenquent.

It's a new place my family has started to call a home...but it would be incorrect if I had said that we have already fit in here.

the things are very different here.

But at the same time I think it's much better to call this place a home rather than my old place...I think I like it here

we live in a 2 story individual house with no other family than ours with no other house next to ours either.

so it's very calm especially for myself who spends most of my time in my room alone with loud music so loud that it vibrates in my interiors.

it's been about a week I started going to school and though it's only been a week in this small school I guess people are more connected to each other.

4 people have sent me friend requests on instagram.

people do try to talk with me but I do not talk as much...its usually just me nodding a response to them.

I have also noticed that people started talking about me..

I'm not sure how exactly

but I'm assuming it's about how much of a weird creep i am.

and I do not mind much about it cuz that truly is what I am.

yes that's me

Henry Kieren a 19yo guy who Hope's to continue a low life

and your gonna have to continue listening to me

since you are my personal diary whom I've started sharing everything with for a reason which I'll share later on..

I'm not really a writer..so I'm not sure how to end this.

but.

this is the end for this chapter