Well here's more about Amy-jenn. Part of this I'm on my phone other parts on the computer so sorry. It may mistake typos with accents. Just sayin. Yes I know I went from first person to third.
Amy-jenn got back to her room and pulled up her computer. She sat there idly as it boot up and the internet opened. When it did she got on Facebook and checked her messages and notifications. Not that she had very many. After she finished with Facebook she went to her blog. She edited an old, unposted entrie. It was long, full of ramblings. Most looked like snipits of writing with no meaning, but in Amy-jenn's mind they all made since. They all showed what her life was, day to day. New schools, new friends, new crushes, losing friends, failing or exceeding in school. Now she adds the recent events to it. Leaving the school, joining Pyro, betraying her friends, attacking the school, going to court and now being in house arrest.
Going through it all again hurt but writing was her way of expressing herself, even if no one would ever see it. No one would know how she felt. She would wall herself off, hoping the days would go by quickly and she could go home. Home to Jake and her parents. Home to her friends, if they are even still there.
Amy-jenn got back to her room and pulled up her computer. She sat there idly as it boot up and the internet opened. When it did she got on Facebook and checked her messages and notifications. Not that she had very many. After she finished with Facebook she went to her blog. She edited an old, unposted entrie. It was long, full of ramblings. Most looked like snipits of writing with no meaning, but in Amy-jenn's mind they all made since. They all showed what her life was, day to day. New schools, new friends, new crushes, losing friends, failing or exceeding in school. Now she adds the recent events to it. Leaving the school, joining Pyro, betraying her friends, attacking the school, going to court and now being in house arrest.
Going through it all again hurt but writing was her way of expressing herself, even if no one would ever see it. No one would know how she felt. She would wall herself off, hoping the days would go by quickly and she could go home. Home to Jake and her parents. Home to her friends, if they are even still there.
