Solo RP #1
New school, new city, new life...it's only fitting that I have a new journal. The school is called Hillworth and the city is Destiny City. The founder must have had a real penchant for the dramatic to name it that. Maybe it was a ploy to attract people? I'll have to find out one day. I remember seeing a library on my way to the school, hopefully someone there will know (as looking up the history of anything feels as if it would be painful in its tediousness). The city seems pleasant enough: mild weather, clean streets, a nice park (I hope to run there often) lots of activities for people of all ages to do...
...but Hillworth...this school is another story. I feel like it doesn't quite belong here. Even moreso, that I don't belong here. There's an oppressive air about the entire campus...like a toxic fog that seeps its way into every nook and cranny of this place. There’s something not quite right here, and it's not even the students or faculty, it's the school itself (as insane as it may sound). I find it hard to enjoy a moment's peace, even in my room. Currently I am without a roommate...and while I feel like this is a positive thing, most students in my hall regard me warily (albeit with some confusion, not that I blame them, I don't really look the type to be wary of so their wariness must be as confusing to them as it was to me). Apparently not having a roommate is akin to solitary confinement. That is, they assume I must be really bad.
But I don't understand! I'm not bad! I'm a bright boy! A good boy! Mutter, Vater...you were never around much but when you were you raised me well! Our maids and my tutors were kind folk, there's nothing terrible or wretched in my past that would cause me to be here! Everyone says this is the school for "******** up boys" but I'm not one of them! Sure I had some...issues...but that was the people there not me! And I have medication now...they said it would get all better with this medication! So why am I here? Why did you send me here...why can't I just go back home...
But perhaps I should find the silver lining to my current state. There is no sense in being so negative! Maybe being left alone is not such a bad thing, considering the other boys here certainly do seem to fit the description ******** up”. If they think I’m some dangerous criminal and decide to not shove me in a locker for fear of retribution perhaps I should be happy?...It is a grim way to think but then again, the school itself is the epitome of grim. It is only natural to fall into that line of thinking.
My only true solace is the church on campus. I heard an organ playing one morning when I was jogging...perhaps it will make the best of this...torrid situation.
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