Chapter One

I knew a girl once, of course. She was beautiful, but like all my friends she died. I don't kill them, but that's why I am here. I didn't, but they had no other friends, so the blame is on me. One day, I came home and I get a call to come home, but I was home. Then, I remember I call everywhere home. I ask where exactly and I wind up here. I don't know everything except I am here and not there.