Chapter 1 of UntitledA first day at any type of school is bad enough. A first day at a high school is worse. However a first day at a high school for a person like me is much worse than worse. It’s as if I have a sign all over my forehead that says, “Hi, my name is Alana Jacobs. And please continue staring at me as I fall head first into my own locker.” It is as if no one cares nowadays. They point and laugh and no one comes to help you get up. Modern day people are just so sad. Not that I’m not a modern day person, but at least I have common manners.Chapter 1 of Untitled
Moving from a small town suburb high school to a city high school is rather toug
Prologue of...somethingSuperstitions follow me everywhere. It really isn’t easy living life when bad luck and good luck can pop up from the ground everywhere you go. For instance, I can’t walk under an open ladder without getting harassed by some evil ghost at the other end. And every time a black cat walks in front of me, the rest of the day is bound to go bad. I don’t know if I’m just extra superstitious or whether all these superstitions seem to be true. But whatever it is, I wish it didn’t have to happen to me, because I wish I could make things go my way for once. I was born on Friday, March 13th and I was born to the callPrologue of...something
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Joanna
*is Constance, btw*
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Constance
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