Stranger Things: Rebuilding
Chapter 15 of my Stranger Things story, enjoy. Another new perspective for the diary entries now.
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Disclaimer: I don't own Stranger Things or its characters.
Jessica's Diary #1
I sometimes wonder if I'm overcompensating all the time. I act like the top girl at school, have all those other girls around, hanging on my every word and I won't lie, it feels great, it feels nice to be so respected and have so many friends. But there's always the fear, since truthfully, it's all a big lie. My family was once as rich as I make out to be, until my dad's medical emergency that cost us nearly everything. Now my parents scrimp and scrape every last dime to make ends meet. My sister spends almost all her time at university, rather than come back home, I haven't yet worked out if she's too embarrassed by our financial state or she thinks coming back, even for a visit, would put too much strain our finances to bring in the extra food and such that comes with having a guest. I mean, I'm only seventeen but if it meant relieving even more financial burden I'm sure my parents would be ecstatic if I said something along the lines of possibly marrying Eric tomorrow. But regardless that brings me to my current problem, if any of my friends knew the truth about me they'd drop me in an instant and then, what would become of me.
I think it's partly why I'm afraid to bring Eric home to meet my parents, I'm scared of him finding out the truth. Don't get me wrong, my parents love me and my sister, they do care about us, but they're under so much pressure because of this money stuff, I have to make excuses not to go shopping with the girls every day so I don't add to it. I love Eric, I really do and I'm so happy that he returns that love, but what would he think if he saw the state of my family. My biggest fear is he'd think he could do better...better like Jane Hopper.
I admit it, the reason why I hold Jane Hopper in such contempt, I'm jealous of her. She doesn't even try to look beautiful, her clothes are things I wouldn't be caught dead wearing, her hair is almost never brushed, yet she still looks so pretty. She doesn't even see how many guys at school are gawking at her. The sad part is, I look at all this, consider my current actions and I'm reminded that, in another universe, one where I'm not so fixated on my pride and can be honest about my current family state, Jane and I could probably have been friends.
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