We Hate it Here

It was quiet. And cold. I hate the quiet- and the cold. But here I was, sitting in a crappy ass cemetery at 2 in the morning. Jen is sitting a foot away, twisting the grass in her fingers. I keep on thinking on what some poor soul would think if he wandered through here- finding two stray kids, living on the streets from the looks of it. What would he do? What could he do? Take the kids in- raise them? Bring them to the police? Maybe- probably not. He would most likely continue on, telling himself he did all he could, knowing he was lying.

Jack and Jen, your typical old timey coming of age movie characters. Jacks a sarcastic sociopathic person who only likes one person, you guessed it- Jen. Jen's the innocent girl who's to gullible for her own good- or it least it seems that way.

Ok so I wrote this for school and thought it was okay so I put it on here. 💀 It's pretty crappy and very short, and unless i get like 17 million reads i won't even bother editing it. But if you do read this, and like it, i love you.