The arrival to Borley

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Friday, 4th of march, 2016

Dear diary:

Today I arrived to Borley. It seems very calm here (more than London).
People seem to be nice, but they're very misterious though...
About the villa, it's old as fuck. I hate my new house!
I'm trying to stay positive for my dad, but he's not helping either...and...the worst part of all...the furniture.
My furniture is going to arrive next week so my dad and me are going to sleep in the old furniture. That does cracking noises when I touch it and worse: it smells terrible! The house smells like death by the way...
I didn't see many people in the streets though.
And...guess what? No fucking Wifi...seriously!
How am I going to survive here?! I can't even charge my phone or my laptop!
My dad said that our lives would be better here... I don't think so...

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