Mystery pov;
As I lie here in bed I think of new names.I grab my fake ID I guess my new name is Jenny Costello.
The name did not suite me.I have a very sharp jawline,short brown hair,and I am a shorty. I was the only child my mother left me to live with my dad when I was six he always seemed depressed. When I was around the age of eight i remember being waken up to screaming. I was quite scared.
All I can remember is being on the hospital and hearing my dad saying "I will always love you princess,bye Evan" then hearing the horrible sound of the heart monitor.
Ever since my dad died I lived with my uncle. Life was not pretty every little thing I ever dreamed of went falling .It was just me and my two cousins and my aunt.He was just a drunk man that never loved .He told me that the reason my dad died was my fault.He made believe it was true when it wasn't .
