"Blood!Lots of blood! What....Why is there so much blood I thought as I looked into the room.....I saw a person?I could have sworn I saw a person but the next second there was nothing just mutilated bodies on that floor.....I don't know anything else."I told the cold looking police officer on the other side of the table.
I was currently in a police station....There was a party, people died...I was the only one not invited and surprise surprise,I'm now a main suspect..
Why am I being accused of murder you ask ? Well,I was the first person at the scene of the crime,well duh,I called the police so of course I'm the first at the scene of the crime. Should I not have called the police?I was getting kinda irritated by this situation.Let me explain.
Hi! My name is Jane . Yes plain old Jane.As my name would suggest I have a very plain face therefore I was always left out of social stuff at school. Oh did I mention that I live with a foster family. They don't like me very much.They say I'm a monster.Just because I one time killed a live chicken for dinner.What was I supposed to do?No one wanted to do it.In the end,I ate the whole chicken alone.Funny story actually now that I actually think about. Anyway the point is my family would not help speak up for me therefore I was going to have to do it all on my own.How?I still don't have a clue but I always make it. That's the kind of life I have.
Ok. Back to the murder situation,I kind of get why I would be a suspect.I was always left out of class parties. I never asked to go either way, Just nobody else knew that.Emily that ...****.She always made it seem like I refused to attend hence making me estranged from the other kids.I never asked her why she hated me so much but what better way than to pin me as a murderer right.I wanted to laugh so bad right now but the anger was sipping through my bones bit by bit.
Considering it was April fool's,they thought it to be the best prank,to not invite me.I did hear what they were planning to do . Emily and her band were going to spook a little girl called Sylvia.Well the point is,a note was found near Sylvia's body written "If anything happens to me Jane did it." See how funny that situation is.
"I really didn't do anything.when I got there,they were like that!" I tried to say
"How do you explain the blood all over your hands and clothes?" The police dude asked.
"I tried to see if anyone was still breathing.Mr officer are you suggesting that I killed seven people..with these tiny hands ?Are you sure?"
What is wrong with all these people,I'm a 15 year old,why would I murder anyone and worst of all why would I leave evidence pointing to me. I'm not that dumb.
Ok so fast forward,a few days later,I was released on basis of not enough evidence.I never even cared to know why happened but I guess I'll have to find out later! Isn't that what happens in most books.Well now that I was labeled a murderer just with no evidence everbody shunned me even more.The whole town was blaming me for their children's death.I guess I'm the strongest 15 year old I have ever seen.For days I couldn't leave the house and I couldn't take it any longer.i was losing my mind.My foster family returned me to the orphanage,next thing you know I'm on the train to whoville....just kidding...I think the place is called Oakland. Pretty solid name if you ask me .
And there I was in a school in the middle of nowhere.I guess since no one knows me it'll be fine.Or so I thought.
Oh Jane why do you never learn?