New Years was just around the corner, but I couldn't really care about it, it was the same bullshit all the time, wake up, go out, everyone telling you "happy new year", go home and repeat the same thing for a week.

Living alone was nice and all but eventually it starts to get boring and lonely, so I often had a different person over every other night, the college life isn't meant for everyone, clearly not for me, I hated it in college, from the parties, to the classes, all the way down to the living accommodation, I hated big cities, towns and crowds, I would rather live in a secluded place, far away from civilisation but not all alone, maybe in like a little community or something like that.

I have always felt more at peace when I am surrounded by nature, trees or grass anything that was natural not man made, it all made me feel at home and one with the earth, not a lot of people understand that but I guess it is what it is.

As I walked in to class this morning I could tell something was different but I couldn't put my finger on it, the air was more electrical, my mood was more upbeat so to say.

I could feel the hairs in the back of my neck stand, what was wrong with me today. The rest of the day went on as usual but I couldn't shake the strange static feeling I had.

Night came and along with night time came the idiot that decided to party the night away. As I lay in my bed I began to question some of the things that I had done in life and the choices I had made in life, when a knock on my door pulled me out of my mind and back into the physical world, that's strange, strange indeed, no one ever come to my door unless I invited them over, I cautiously crept towards the door fearing that it might fly off the hinges.

"Who is it?" I asked only to be answered by another knock, maybe it's... I don't even have an excuse for what or who it could be, taking a deep breath I opened the door...