A New Start, A New Town

The red light came on the answering machine as it beeped. "Mark? It's Amber, I heard the news, I'm really sorry. No one's from you in a week. I hope everything's okay. Please call back." Amber said through the answering machine.

I was passed out on the couch holding a bottle of whiskey in one hand, a pill bottle in other. Suicide was the only solution here. I woke woke up hours later looking at the clock, it was 7:00PM. I got up stumbling to the bathroom getting on my knees as I hung over the toilet bowl releasing my despair into the toilet. I got up looking at myself in the mirror. "What the hell am I doing with my life?" I asked myself. I started to pack my bathroom supplies in a bag that I grabbed from the bathroom cabinet. Soon I had packed all of my stuff hours later. I decided to sit down and look for a nice small city to move to…I needed to get away from Los Angeles, I needed to start over in a new town.

My boss…Well ex-boss knocked on my door. "Mark?" He asked, I opened the door.

"Hey there boss, sorry but I'm moving." I told him.

"Moving? Where to? And why?" He asked me.

"To Big Rock California, and why? Well…To start a new life."