(Charlotte point of veiw)
Happiness, Sadness, Love,Anger.I feel none of these. All I feel is jelous. Picture it like this. A purple ghost - like charector is eating at your brain until you do something you regret. Take my mistake as an example, I poisoned my dear fathers food and almost locked my older sister in the money vault. All because I was jelous. Jelous of her beautiful, ombre, auburn locks. Her kind personality. Her ability to make any one feel good after a really bad day. But most of all, I was jelous because she was next in line for the throne. The throne I wanted so badly I would kill for it. I would kill my parents. My sister. And guess what? In the end it killed me...
