Unloved

Chapter one (rewritten)

Picture above is some fan art made of Jackie :3

Do it.

Stop. I promised myself. Never again.

Cmon. You know you want to.

Yes, I want to. But I can't.

Why?

I don't know. I just can't

No one cares about you anyways. So why not.

I know that. Maybe if I stopped someone would care.

Stop being silly. No one will ever love you.

I know.

Maybe you're better off killing yourself.

I probably am.

So why not?

I can't.

You wimp.

Ah, yes. The joys of being mentally insane. It's just great knowing that you're crazy. How wonderful it is to being driven into insanity by someone who isn't even real. Yes, the person who controls my life isn't even real. Daily, I'm told that I am useless. I'm forced to hurt the ones around me, and even myself. I can't control her. She controls me. She's the reason I ended up here in a orphanage. I guess my parents couldn't handle taking care of me. I don't blame them. I'm a monster.

I don't have any friends either. That's my fault. I don't talk to anyone unless I absolutely have to. I'm very shy. When someone comes to adopt, I just hide up in my small room. Don't worry, I'm not mistreated or forced to be up here. I'm not abused like orphaned kids are in movies. I actually love our care taker, Ms. Jillian. I just would rather stay here alone, where I can't hurt anyone but myself.

I spend most of my days either watching YouTube, or playing video games. I watch a lot of those popular YouTubers such as Danisnotonfire, AmazingPhil, Jenna Marbles, and quite a few gaming youtubers to. You know, Markiplier and Jacksepticeye. I'm sure you've heard of them. They're the reason I play video games. Minecraft, Pokemon, Five Night's at Freddys, Portal, Gmod.

I do have a nice side, I guess. I'm just that shy, weird, messed up, nerdy girl that doesn't talk. I've talked to some of the other kids here before. Nothing much. They've told me many times that I am pretty. I'm still not sure if they were instructed to do that to make me happy or if they really think that. I guess I'm pretty? Long, curly, black and blue hair, pale skin, dark blue eyes. It's up to you to decide. I see myself more as dark and scary. The kind of person who wears dark colors 24/7. I basically live in my shiny umbreon hoodie. I'm not that special. I just wear a plain navy blue t-shirt, skinny jeans, and converse.

I see myself more as someone who sits in the back during class and talks to no one at all. Oh wait, I am that person. Not that I go to school that often. Reason number three why I don't have any friends. During recess I just sit there and draw. Every once and a while someone will tell me they like my picture. I usually just mumble a small thanks and they walk away, but lately I haven't been going to school. Jillian tells me I'm not well enough to go to school. I'm not mentally stable.

At least there's one person who kind of cares.

(Rewritten chapter)

I hope you like the new chapters I'm making. My writing has improved a ton over the last year.

Sorry it's a bit short