Loner.

ONE

Hello again, life.
I know you're not so happy to see me again, but, guess what? Me neither. I didn't plan for this day to come. Just like any other day. I didn't want to wake up. Just like any other day. Show me what you have for me, if you're not already done with me.

I'm Jade.
All my 17 years I've never seen a perfect day. I've been waiting for so long, that I'm on the edge of giving up. I haven't given up -yet- because I heard people saying it exists.
I live in a house with my mom and my younger brother. Well, at least I have a house, right? My father passed away when I was 12, but it wasn't that hard. I barely saw my father anyways. My mom is mean to me, cause ''You're the older daughter,'' she said, ''I can't be cruel to an 8-year old,'' she said. So, a mother can get all her anger out on who ever she wants, but a daughter can't speak a word without permission? Oh, okay then.

I'm not sorry about all the sarcasm, that's the only thing I'm good at. Speaking of which, I left school when I was a ninth-grader because my mom couldn't afford putting me in a school to learn. She keeps on telling me that I'm a fail because if I was smart enough, I could've got a scholarship, but I didn't because I'm a fail, and stupid, if you'd like to add. That's fine.

I've complained enough already, haven't I?
But, I never complain enough. I never talk to anyone about anything. I have no friends, surprisingly.
Well wait, I don't want to be lying. I do have 1 friend. His name is Jason. Oh, and he's 7. No one knows about Jason, though, because no one cares.

So, life, are you ready to fuck up another day of mine?