Jane POV:
I wrap my hands around my knees and hug them to my chest. Currently I am sat on a bed in some house Karnak found for us to stay in before one of us leaves... and then who knows what happens?
I lay my head down on my knees and try to prevent any tears from coming out which fails miserably.
No one knows who I am... even I don't know who I am...
Why do I have to be an unsolved mystery?
Although no overthinking gains my memories back. I've already realised that the reason I don't remember most of my life is because I replaced my dollie's head with "my own". Or at least where it should be...
A tear rolled down my cheek and I coughed back a sob.
The only memories I have is the ones where I had my dollie with me. So most of my childhood.. but then there's a gap in life that should be filled with wonderful moments and hang outs with friends...
Why Lord..?
Why must my life be lost..?
Why must I be a Jane Doe...?
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FanfictionI wrote these a whiiile ago so, while there were more chapter ideas I won't write them unless I get back into the fandom. Hope you enjoy these one-shots :-)!
