Jessica is sick and tired of moving house. She yearns for a place to call home, a place she can make friends. But for now, it's just her and Nana. Until one day, a man shows up with a knife. And her whole world is shattered. Nothing she knows is real. Except the place called the Other World. Please read and leave comments: be as honest and brutal as you care to be. Positive comments appreciated too! Basically I'm testing the waters and seeing if anyone would like to continue reading this.

11:15 The clock glared at me as I glared at it right back. I could be home right now catching sleep but no, someone made an appointment so I had to stay after my walk in duty for it. Normally I can head home after and keep working on commissions from home. Which is why late clients aggravate me to no end. Sighing I grab my laptop and start replying to e-mails and keeping track of all the works currently being commissioned, might as well be productive about this so not everyone needs to waste time today. Like this dude now who can't seem to get his shit together. I double check for emails from him to see if there is anything about him being late. Nope, Nada. Somebody had a death wish it seems. A wish I can happily grant. Abracadabra poof, bye bye.