My life is hell. That's really all I can say about it. I live in a world so full of asses. I feel like everyone hates me at school for some reason I don't know. I can feel their fiery stares burning a hole through my organs to find their way to kill me. Do I care? Yes. Do I want to care? No.
Okay, that was a horrible start to my story. I'll explain to you who I am; my name is Jordyn. I live in London, England. I'm an immigrant from the United States. My parents died, so I had to move to my next relatives home, which is my Aunt Edith. She loves me to death. I am 17, turning 18 on February 28.
All I can say is that I hate my life a lot.
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The Tendrils of Holding On
FantasyShe loved him. He loved her. Jordyn wanted to die, while Brendon wanted to save her, but could he in time?
