Welcome to Creep's cast.

I moved to a new apartment building.

We have very strange rules here. Written by Saturday. I want to tell you about

the most turbulent time in my life. There was a three-month period where my world crumbled. The woman I was going

to marry moved to Europe to pursue higher education.

My father passed away from a sudden illness, and the imports company that I worked for got

uprooted and moved to southwest to Cairo.

I had no choice but to take what little life I had and follow the company.

I signed up with an agency to help me find a place to stay.

I had to get something faster, risk losing my job.

It wasn't all that bad, though.

By staying with the company when almost half the staff left, I had an increased seniority.

I was reassigned to help with foreign contracts and overseeing customs agreements,

meaning a lot of late-night phone calls and video conferences with people in distant countries.

I was busy keeping my head above water. I tried to sleep as little as possible as my heart hurt whenever things got too quiet.

I devoted myself to my work, hoping my intrusive thoughts would quiet down over time.

Because if they didn't, well, that was hell on earth.

I was lucky there was an opening for an apartment on short notice.

The rent was surprisingly cheap and it was a nice neighborhood.

There was a notice about there being an adjoining shop downstairs, but it had limited opening

hours, and the rent was cheaper to compensate.

I looked over the floor planning, couldn't find anything to complain about.

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