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Monday, 6 June 2011

Letter to housemate

Dear Alana,

I am writing to you regarding the incident that took place on Friday 27th May 2011, I know I said it was Thursday, but I am in holiday mode and days just tend to blend into one. I know we have never got on and there has been tension between us since day one, the cause of which I have never been able to establish.

You made it clear that you do not believe my version of events, what I told you is the truth and is entirely plausible. I did consider telling you about the exploding robots, the cake and the YMCA tribute act – but this would have clearly been a lie.

After consuming much alcohol my friend Nicola who becomes narcoleptic when under the influence of alcohol, went upstairs to use the bathroom, two minutes later my other friend Lola came upstairs to use the bathroom too. Walking up the stairs Laura saw Nicola sprawled out on your bed, after prodding and poking Laura managed to awake Nicola and swiftly brought her back downstairs.

I would just like to point out that the way you have dealt with this matter hasn’t been as I expected. If the roles had been reversed and this had happened to me, I would have the capacity to accept that this was an accident that will never be repeated. I would also be grown-up enough to draw a line under it and move on.

If as you put it, trust has been breached and privacy invaded, I can kind of agree. Although it is not my responsibility to escort females to the bathroom, however much I would enjoy that, it isn’t likely to happen. I would like to think that that in this past 7 months you have come to realise that I am not a bad chap, if a little quiet and awkward. Even though I spend 99.9% of the time in my bedroom, I like living here and I am still adjusting to living independently.

I am honest, trustworthy and I also respect people’s privacy. I understand that this is a shared-house, and my reasons for living here are because there are NO halls of residence or student accommodation in Dewsbury. My friends all live at home, get on with their parents and have it comfortable in their present circumstances.

I’m not going to continue to worry about what will or will not happen as a result of this accident, because it is that, an accident. If you want to continue to ignore my existence I couldn’t really care to be honest, but it would be nice if we could be civil towards each other.

Stay beautiful,

Your Hero,


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