(JASMINE’S POINT OF VEIW)
As I opened my eyes and looked up the ceiling I felt as if I was energy less and that I was a person with no life, no aim, no nothing. Somehow convincing myself to get up I walked over to the bathroom. I lived in a huge villa with my step brother Paul who was usually not at home and my uncle john. I think my brother was mixed up with severe criminals and this always gave me the fear of losing him. Though he is my step brother we loved each other a lot till the unfortunate events took place. my uncle owned a casino and he was a famous Politian. In the bathroom I washed my face with some cold water to drive away the sleepiness and I started brushing my teeth while thinking about my night’s dream. Flashes of that miserable night kept racing through my mind. After brushing my teeth I went to the small kitchen counter to have some coffee.
While I was sipping onto my coffee my brother dashed in from the door drunk and beaten up. As I rushed over to him to help him asking him why he was beaten up he started screaming “GO AWAY!! It is all your fault jasmine” and he went into his room screaming bad names. A tear of sadness and despair rolled down my cheek and “your brother loves you he is just drunk and stupid it is not your fault. It never was and never will it be your fault.”I got up after a while and went into the bathroom to have a bath.
(After 30 minutes)
I walked out of the bedroom and headed for my closet .I picked out my hot pants and a pink strap top. I stepped out of the mansion sat in my car and told the driver to drop me at dunking donuts. I then started fiddling with my phone and texted my my friend that I would be there soon.
