a place once called home

Finnaly the day was over, we had a few more "earthquakes" or whatever they were, and it was time for me to head home, so i started walking.

it took a while but i had finnaly made it... only to see the remains of what were once the place i called "Home". I imediatly ran to make sure no one was hurt, i threw the rubble and broken chunks around, luckily no one was home when the "earthquake" hit. The next thing i did was pull out my phone and call my roomates to make sure they were all ok, once i did that i had to find a place to stay, so i called jack, I had met jack during one of the classes we had together, i explained the situation to him and he told me i could stay over until i found a new place to stay, he said that i could also bring my roomates if they couldn't find anywhere new to stay, jack mentioned we would be staying in the shed out back, i told him it was fine, i told all of my roommates, there was 3 of them in total: Mark, Jason, and Ryan. we'd all known each other since we were kids, and we were basicaly inseperable, as weird as that sounds.

and with that, we moved into jacks shed while we looked for a new place.