Can't

Back at it again

~~Hannah's Point of View~~
"Normal. It's all normal. Or is it? God, why is life so complicated? Is everyone's life like this? Probably not. They don't have a twin to hold them up.  Hannah. I am Hannah. I ask questions, a lot of questions. To many. My old 5th grade teacher said it was okay to ask questions, even if it may have been the stupidest question ever, not even a dumb-dumb would ask it. Though, I never believed her. I mean 2 years later, she got arrested for illegal drugs brought into the state. State. A nation or territory considered as an organized political community under one government. Oh, did I mention I'm smart. Like, really smart! I'm on honor roll every course of the year. Unlike my sister...She can't tell what's different between a squirrel or a chipmunk. A squirrel obviously is bigger. With ranges of 12-20(inches). That does depend how its genetics is put out. Anyway, more about my personal life. Like the fact I'm 25. That's right, I'm no goody-goody 14 year old that has glasses and T-shirt that says, "Cash me outside how bou dat". I ain't a brat, I'm just born naturally smart as fu-"
"HANNAH!"
I turn around from the camera and catch a glimpse of blue.
"I'm also a really good prankster!" I add, facing the screen.
"Oh, haha funny. I have a meeting tomorrow for my model design, and I can't go looking like Lilo and Stitch had a baby!"
"Oh, sorry."
"I'm telling mom! Wait until she's heard about this!"
She turns away and stomps downstairs. I hear her pick up her phone and a little mumbling.
"Savanna, stop acting like a kid!" I yell at her.
"Bye mom." She hung up the phone and glared at me from the bottom of the stairs. "ME? YOU NEED TO STOP ACTING LIKE A KID, YOU AND YOUR JOKES ARE NOT GOING TO GET YOU ANYWHERE IN LIFE!"
"At least I'm not dead! Surprised you're not...You know what?! I'm done with this!" With that I left the room and traveled to the bathroom, taking careful steps just in case she changed her mind and hugged me to death. I stopped. Nope. Nothing. I closed the door behind me and sat on the counter. I put my head in my knees and started asking questions. Dumb questions.
"What's the point?" I whispered to myself.
I looked up to the mirror and stared at my red face. Tears running down my cheeks. I sighed and got off. I walked to the door and turned it. It wouldn't open. I tried again. Nothing. I realized what happen almost in a instant. She locked me in. How? I don't know. I looked over at the window. Maybe...
I stood up on a slab pointing from the wall. Holding onto the rail connected to the slab, I hopped onto it and tried to pry the dusty old window open. Go figure. It wouldn't open. I tried again. Still no sign of it opening. Are. You. Kidding. Me.
I jumped down and slumped into a corner. My head reeling with thoughts, questions, answers, revenge ideas. Nothing was working. I was snapped back to reality and heard a click. I look over to the doorknob to find it start to jiggle. I got up and walked over. I opened the door and what I saw standing there, could make the most scariest nightmare, go away.

So this was my first chapter along with my first story! I hope you liked it. Soon I will post another chapter, probably tomorrow. :)

Anyways, c ya! ❤️✨

                           ~MorgiBoo