Jackie A. Spencer(Haber) 18 Years in Age- POV
*Past*
I am on my way to New Jersey right now, to go to that special care center. I don't think that this camp will do anything to me except make me worse. But I do really like that I don't ever have to see Brittia ever again. And I like that Dr. Jacobs will be there to help me, but really no one can ever help me, I can't be fixed. I can only be made worse.
2 1/2 hours later...
The cab turned on to a long dirt road. After about five minutes of driving on that long dirt road, we reached a grass field, with a bunch of tents set up, and what looked like five different schools, and one very large outside eating area. It seemed like a little too much for me. The cab parked, and I wanted to say "Drive me back home", but then I would have to see Brittia again. So I paid the cab driver, and got out of the cab with my one bag of luggage. I could feel all the people inside those schools staring at me. All I wanted to do was find Dr. Jacobs.
I found Dr. Jacobs in the outside eating area. He greeted me then, escorted me to my tent, and gave me my class schedule, and gave me a tour. After the tour I set up my stuff in my tent, and thought about what I was doing. Was I going to fast? What am I doing here? Why didn't I just buy my own apartment, I am 18? But I didn't have very much money. Will I become like Brittia? I thought about all these things while listening to music on my fliphone for the rest of the night. Right before I fell asleep, I remembered that I had school tomorrow.
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Teen FictionThis teen fiction novel shows the story in all of the characters points of views. It flips back and forth between the present and the past as Jackie tells her story of her life crisis and her life love story. Will this center destroy her? Or will...
