August 17,
Why in hell's name am I doing this?
I'll just put that out there first thing for whoever reads this, whether it be future me, or a douche bag who reads people's journals. (No. It's not a diary.)
Well, since my boyfriend gave me this to write my story in, I should start with an introduction. I'm Amy Jackson, and yes, you don't need to know my middle name yet, if at all.
I honest to Gods hope that my full name doesn't ever get out, because if it does they might find me, and either a) throw me in the looney bin, or b) they may kill me. You maybe thinking, why did you emphasize they? Well, it's because you need to learn the difference. Trust me, it might be the thing that saves your life, so like every good (or bad) story it now has an introduction.
I hope you can bring yourself to read this, because it may just change your life. We hope you find us one day, and in one piece. So sit back, whoever-this-may-concern (or not concern), and read the epic of the Jackson twins and how they got screwed by the Fates.
Love,
Amy Jackson
PS. If you do find this, read it, and then meet me. I expect it back and not on some internet site with fanfiction or some shit.