Outcast

by XxblackxxsoulxX

Jordan is fifteen, two years ago her parents were murdered by a man who still haunts her dreams. Of course Jordan never shows it, but she is afraid he will come back even if he is locked in prison. She has no friends, barely any family, but hope will come

3. Chapter 3

I am not a morning person.

I hate sunny days, they remind me of my old home and my old happiness.

I am not happy here.

At night I have a peace of mind.

The moon and stars are so beautiful.

But here everything feels like a nightmare, like hell. School sucks, I know it sucks, everyone else thinks it's heaven.

I don't believe in it. I don't want to.

Getting ready for school was boring, clothes, hair, breakfast, teeth, etc. Why do I even bother? I walked outside and immediately felt like banging my head on a wall. It was Too sunny and bright, it was Too hot. It just made my head hurt.

But I couldn't skip school, not again, or I'd have to go to summer school and I couldn't handle that. Not again.

I slowly walked to school and I slowly made it to my locker and slowly my day began.