As her age progresses her life kept getting more interesting. She felt the desire to learn more everyday, unlike most kids she loved the study of forensic science. She loved the thought of the impossible. Her mind processed almost everything that was thrown at her.
~~Her POVish Starts Now~~
It was her tenth birthday, she felt proud of herself for finally completing a fan fiction she wrote about Arial The Mermaid and Prince Eric. She stayed up all night, everyday that week so when her birthday fell on that Friday it totally slipped her head. She slept through half of the day then she finally woke and saw that every wall in her room was repainted pink. She was filled with joy. She ran downstairs and then it happened her stepmother was crying. She hated the girl anyways, but she looked at the grown woman as she cried. "What's wrong Jacky?" She sat next to her. "They're..." She managed to speak every few seconds as she weeped. "They're what Jac?" She cried some more but harder. "Coming...they're coming." Then Jane's eyes flickered between red and her normal color twice. That usually happened when he felt an adrenalin rush like when she was on the last paragraph to her fan fic or even when she unbuckled her seatbelt on a roller coaster. She then snapped. "Look at me. Who is coming for whom?" The grown woman cried harder. "They're coming for your father...they have us under house arrest until the swat can come." She then dropped her hand. "What do you mean?!" She said trembling almost as much as the old hag. She then slapped her step mother. "WHERE IS MY FATHER? WHAT DID HE DO?!" She then pointed to a row of dead bodies outside of the house. "He's upstairs and he did that, well that's what the police think." The old bat's cries slowly softened and crescendoed into a laugh. "You sick bastard." She then ran to the stairs.
