Vanessa's journal (Vanessa Sharanova)

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Vanessa's journal is normally kept somewhere close to her, and since her current location is hathian general hospital it's kept there in her hospital bag. It's a locked journal with a tiny key that's on her key ring that opens it. The journal is completely empty besides the first page since she has started a whole new one. Her joined writing is very elegant and at the end of a word that has a pass over she ends it with a slight flick. Her writing is very light since she never writes heavy on the paper incase it goes through the other side. She normally writes in paragraphs and adds a date to all entries.

08/05/2014
The last few weeks have being eventful since moving to this sinful town, I never expected that any place in the states would be like this, And trust me to find it. I don't even know why I'm writing this I feel stupid, but since I can't sleep I might as well begin this. So when I first joined this town I was expecting it to be an adventure and so far it has. When I first moved here I rented a small townhouse to get myself settled in before looking into something more permanent, as soon as I moved in I hated it, the walls were a horrible colour and my front door barely locked. I stacked my boxes in the main living area and set up my bed just to have somewhere to sleep, it was better then the streets.

My first encounter with the law.
Over my first few days here I decided that the real reason I wanted to live here is for a fresh start and that meant a completely new job that I wasn't used to like the hathian police department, after a few days I got accepted and over the moon is an understatement for my emotions, every other job I had was a basic shop job were I manned a desk and put some cash in a register, when here I had an opportunity to save people's life. My first day on the job was exciting especially when I put on that uniform, I immediately felt important. We went over training and met a lot of my co-workers who are very pleasant. I even met a fellow rookie and we seemed to hit it off well, she was really cool. Once the training was over me and my partner went out on patrol for the first time

My first contact with reality
When we started our patrol the streets seemed clean, I let her take the lead and pick a route since I was just getting used to the city myself, we came across this really creepy man that had his hood up and immediately left at first sight of us, I hope it was the sight of the uniform and not me. We further investigated to find this girl lying in her own blood and it was a shock to my system here's me who spend most of my life sheltered from everything dangerous in contact with reality of a girl who was attacked we tried to help in whatever way we count but the man already done the damage we just had to clean up the mess.

Getting used to hathian...
So after a while of spending time in hathian I really started to like it I met my neighbours of my new house that I recently brought and they are really sweet they seem like your typical family and it's kind of of nice seeing a family grow in a city like this, it just shows you can find happiness anywhere

My stupidity hits me badly...
All set out to go out for the night I had my dress on my high heels on the make up covering the bags under my eyes and BANG.... I fell down the stairs. I cracked the back of my head and messed up my face. I brought myself to the ER and they just kept me over night incase I had a concussion and I slept in the bed right across from me. I'll explain that soon..

The updated theatre party...
After my little accident I threw on my 1920's dress and a wig and went to the party at first I thought I looked good and then seen everyone else around me who just looked amazing, and once I looked in the mirror at my tied up hair I noticed I looked like an older Elizabeth Taylor, I never found it that funny on the night but now I'm giggling, it was a fun enough night for how long I stayed. No nice guys though I feel like an alien in this city. I just want to settle down but it's like trying to get to the moon and having a bruised face probably doesn't help.

My worse nightmare
Yesterday I went to the arcade to see what it was like I always past it going to work so I went in for a little wander and was planning on grabbing some pizza, I heard some shouting while I was playing some space invader and I went around the corner to investigate, to find the pizzeria was being robbed infront of my very eyes. It was a woman doing the main job robbing the worker and pretty much beating her. While a guy stood near the door who was right infront of me. I tried to take my phone out and ring the police but I was not leaving that girl to be beaten to death while I never tried to help. The guy seen me and kicked me in the chest so hard it knocked me to the ground, whilst I was on the ground he came over to try and break my arm by standing on it. I was so scared but what could I do. Although I did get him back by sticking my favourite high heel into his leg going right through his skin. An since he had no manners he decided to hit a woman with a chair in the face. I'm currently in hospital recovering from this, I'm not sure what would have happened to that girl if tried to get involved but thankfully I will never know she seemed ok when I went over her although she was badly beated. I need to finish this up and go to sleep because i hate hospital. P.s I'm on the prowl for a doctor so I never have to work again.

Vanessa sharanova.

August 4, 2014 at 4:14 pm
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