Olivia POV
Jake had brought us home and walked up to his room slamming the door shut .Pulling out my suitcase I pulled out my HETALIA sweatshirt I slipped it on and walked outside catching a quick glimpse of a woman with dark red hair and blue eyes(this is 2p!nyo!america) she smirked than ran off into a random ally way. Shrugging it off I continued walking the beautiful city of London shimmered at night as the rain slowly drizzled down small drops landing on my head. I began to think about my dad Allen f.Jones and his murder ways he killed people with a nailed bat the last time I saw him he hugged me and walked off muttering the words "ill see you soon doll". I sighed that was when I was seven im eleven now....
Jake
I already lost my mom now my dad to? My moms name is Emily Jones that now that I think about it that's Olivia's last name. Oh well probably just a coincidence.
3rd Person
this life is strange
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Perfect
Non-Fictionthis isn't like my other books its extremely important to me and isn't anime Jake a boy from England who suffered sadness everyday Olivia a bubbly girl from America How in the world did they become siblings?
