Brighton horror stories

She wore woke up by pouring rain ,  Packed her stuff and begin to check out from the hotel she had stay at before she got to her host family , he wore acting like a rich congressman , real snotty with posh style .  After hailing a cab and give the directions to the cabbie , she begin to losing her marbles  . She had heard horror stories about girls going to Brighton . What did she give herself into ? Not knowing anything about this town or have any friends , would her dream become true or a nightmare ?  

A beautiful friendship ...

It wore a day for a beautiful friendship begun . She wore new in town , never been by her own , lived an innocent and sheltered life in the South of Sweden but this place would come to have her head over heel . She open the curtains to get in light . And saw what only been described in Austen-books, the Old pier, the pavilion and the narrow lanes. It was love by the first sight . She walked down to the beach . The breeze caught her hair and the atmosphere from the street wore laid back but when the night fell , neon lights in pink turned on , in the shimmering she sit romancing about the gentlemen she suppose to meet  

While drunk boys sang Sinatra . This was how the beautiful friendship with Brighton begun