I was looking out the window when my mother annouced that we were here. "Honey look at how beautiful the house is darling" I sighed looking up and bitting down on my lip pirceing. Nice. "Its lovely mother." I sighed grabbing my army bag out from the back it had my clothes that i can wear untell we were all settled in. "Mo-" I started to complain about moveing again. "Dont Start Young Lady Or Your Going To Be Grounded." She had the mad eyes which to me are serious eyes. "I wasnt going to." I lied. "Well what are you waitin for go inside and pick a room. Jeff will be here around 5:00 he has a bussniess meeting." I smiled. "Im just waiting to go home." I got out and slamed the door. I just hate it here. Jeff is moms "Boyfriend" He is really stuck up too.
Hello im Jessie Han Lock im 18 and we just moved to Doncaster. No im not bridtish. I moved from America. I Hate Moving, I move around 4 times in 7 years i dont stay in one place to long. Never botherr to make friends. One main thing you should know about me is that im Bipolor if you dont know what that means it means that i change moods ALOT. Im not like every person in the world just a dash of diffrent.
I walked into the house we moved into. London out of all the place's in the WORLD London. I walked into a black room. We had are house personalized so we got to choose what we wanted are rooms and all to look like. I choose black because im going to design my own room. I am artist i draw from fat heads to fancy Lions.kinda a bad girl but i can be very good at times thanks to my condition. I have hard times keeping relationships only because im diffrent all the time and boys just think its easyer to break up with me than to keep trying.
Just then the movers started to bring in are stuff i didnt know who any of them were they were all from doncaster because they picked all of are stuff up at the airport. Just then one who was bringing in my bed, he was very cute. He had brown hair that sweept over to the left side he has 2 ear gages and tattoos with a lip pirceing. I smiled to myself then went on to a new subject. "Ma'am were would you like this?" The brown haired boy said i turned around. "Me?" i said pointing at myself fraseing to me. He chuckled "Yes you" i looked around for a good spot to put my bed. I pointed to a corner that looked big enough to just fit my bed.
After they were all done bringing in the boxes they left. That was probably the last time i would see him. I didnt care though he was just a stranger. I looked around my room to see if i could find something to do. I saw my yellow and orange paint in a see through a box about the size of a shoe box. I smiled i will draw and Tiger after all they are my favorite animal. I started to put paint on my fingures and start with the blue eyes. I smered the paint around.
I dont like it! I grabbed purple and green paint and put my hand prints all over so that it wouldnt show. I Hate It! I Started to yell. "HONEY WHATS WROUNG!" My mother yelled upstairs to make sure im ok. "Its UGLY!" i yelled back.
After and hour of crazyness i decided to go to sleep, i mean whats not better than a full nights of rest when you have had a ruff day? I sure love it. I brushed out my short hair and put it in a careless ponytail, after all i am just going to bed. I sinked my head into my Tiger print pillow smileing as my face touched the fur. I shook my head when the fur tickled my nose. The last thing i herd was my mother yelling upstairs for what i dont know but i dont care im going to sleep and with that i was out.
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Ok Ok ikr Bipolar but in real life i am slight Bipolar not crazy but i am. I Am Bipolar. But you like the beginging this is my first punk edit story. Soooo PLEASE COMMENT-VOTE-FOLLOW~~
