Ten Reasons to Leave
Although small, it was a warm and comfortable place.
Every day, I would go to class, spend time in the library, enjoy the scenery, and taste delicious food.
Life gradually became more and more enjoyable for me.
However, I spotted a familiar figure on the ground floor of my apartment building one casual afternoon. It was Chester Ford.
I knew he'd be able to track me down; I just hadn't expected him to find me this fast.
He seemed to have been waiting there for a long time.
The instant he saw me, he rushed over without regard for anything else and begged for my forgiveness. He looked like a sorry, abandoned dog.