Personal Narrative: Small Town Life

Small town life - for four years Brianna Channing had left that world behind for one of cities and bright nights and the chaos that was college. She had gone through good times and bad in the end, somehow managed to actually come out the other side with a nursing degree. Considering how often she considered leaving it behind, that alone was a feat. Many times over the last few years she had debated if it was worth it but she was pretty damn pleased with herself for seeing things out no matter how tough it got. However, now she was left in the unknown. Returning to her hometown was a stark change from what she had grown used to and everything that had lured her in when she was young and green was gone. Her friends were gone, split in to several different cities and towns, doing things like pursuing a Masters or going to med school or travelling or all of the things that she wished that she could do.

Bree had spent the last few days setting up a little one bedroom apartment that her father had secured for her just before she returned from school. Boxes and piles littered the place still and with clothes taking up her bed, she had been sleeping on the old couch she had fallen asleep on time and time again back when she was in high school. So much of it was familiar but at the same time everything was different - everything.

The brunette drank wine straight from the bottle as Netflix played in the background and she scrolled through her phone, going through her contacts in hopes of finding someone to talk to. It was a Friday, her first one back, and to spend it alone at home would be doing herself a disservice. Not here, had a baby, moved, started doing drugs - there was one reason or another why she passed by each person, but when a familiar name came up she had to