Still Jasmine's POV. Italics is Grace.
When he asked what do I want to do, I just shrug my shoulders, hoping that Grace would come so I could talk to her. I'm nervous , I don't really know Michael. He says something, but I just shrug my shoulders again. "Well , I'm 17. I like to dye my hair, and I'm part of a band" he says. He looks like he's waiting for me to say something. "I'm 16" and that's all I say. I feel Grace waking up.
Who's that ?
"Michael"I say. "What"He asks. " Nothing" I say.
I don't like him. Get rid of him!!
"I don't want to"
He's Going to hurt us , he's going to hurt ME
"No he won't"
Yes he will
"Shut up Grace!!!!!" I yell at her.
Coward. Whore. You deserved what your brother did to you.
"He's dead now I don't have to worry about him anymore!!" I tell her.
Whatever
I just sign. And then I hear the bell ring meaning time to go to sleep."Bye Jasmine" I hear someone say and I jump . I totally forgot about Michael. "Bye Michael"I say back. I head back to my room
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Friends?? ( A Michael Clifford Fanfic )
ParanormalJasmine. She has been Dr. Batista patient at this mental institution every since she was 9yrs old. But,she has had the voice in her head ever since she was 4yrs old. Now she is 16yrs old. She has been at the mental institution for 6yrs. One day she...
