Jane P.O.V
I hate it when I go to my boring home I feel like a prisoner in my own home
Now I...just hate my home,life,room even my own parents
I just don't know why my mom and dad don't let me out
I remembered once I went out with my mother to the mall
Ugh I had to beg her to let me come with her it was when I was about...13 years I guess
And the other one I was out with my dad at the super market I was really begging for that to happen
You see I had been twice out of my house only twice
I wisch that simon could sneack me out again
But,that would never happen again I said to myself
I wish I could see him again now
I laid down at my pillow and I was groaning and shouting to self
I heard a voice saying
"Are you killing yourself?"
"Simon i-"
"But how-"I was speckless
He said to me "I missed you so much Jane did you got in much trouble?"
I looked a way and told him everything
Why am I telling him the truth? stupid Jane I thought to myself angrily and stressed
