August 19, 2005 :
"Jordan. You're going to be late!" My eyes flashed open as my mothers voice yelled down the hallway. I placed my blanket over my face groaning as I tried to get in at least one more second of sleep. Then she yelled again. I took my limp body and jolted it over the side of the bed, making me dizzy. Why did I have to go to this stupid school full of all these stupid people. When hell was created, the people on Earth renamed it high school. I was just starting my freshman year as a 14 year old popular kid. Oh my god it's so stressful and exhausting. I honestly just want to slap everyone in the fucking face. I can never be left alone and I'll be damned if I get crowded around today. I got dressed in my favorite light blue t-shirt with black leggings and my all white Adidas superstars. I decided to throw my light brown hair up and put on only a slight bit of makeup. One one. Exhaustion. I wish I could get back in my bed, curl up, and go to bed. I look out of my window hoping to get a few more minutes before the horrid bus to hell gets here. But as I suspected, it was right on time. Damn. I walk out of my room and down the hall to the living room where my mothers presents greets me. "Have a great day at school honey" she says as she hugs me and basically pushes me out the door. "Yeah, Yeah" I reply with an obvious taste for sarcasm. Why did school have to start so early. But what can I do. Nothing. Exactly my point. So I just have to deal with the pain. I slowly passed through the 8 hours getting to know all my new teachers that I'm never going to remember when I'm older so what's the point. While they talk about subjects that aren't important to me at all. Finally I get to leave and go back to my soft, clean bed where I can lay down an sleep for hours until I repeat this horrible cycle again. The bus drops me off at home and almost immediately I notice something different. The door is cracked open. My mothers car is here and she would never leave the door open for pest to get into our house. She's a complete germaphobe. I slowly pace to the front door and swing it open. My jaw drops as I notice all of the glass and blood all over the floor. In a panic I start yelling for my mother but I get no answer. She's not in the house. I quickly call for emergency services. And that was it.
August 19, 2018 :
It was the anniversary of my mothers disappearance. I'm now 27 years old and I've been locked in an institution ever since that day because I am now a sociopath. Well I was a sociopath. Today is the day I get released. And little do the nurses know , today is the day I start the quest to find my mother.
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Where is She ?
Adventure27 year old Jordan Brown discovers a past that she could never imagine lived among her family, and it all revolves around her mothers disappearance. Will the secret be too much to bear , or will it catch up to her ?
