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Chapter One
Jemma Kerrnal

Jemma Kerrnal...Definition--that weird stalker girl that sits in the corner of the class listening to Beethoven. Jemma Kerrnal isn't the best name my mom could have given me. It was plain. What about Miranda or Reichelle. My best friend's name was Bhiryannah. J.k is the initials of mine, which means just kidding in slang or text. Which relates to my life...
It's all just a Joke

Never in my life was I a Leader, nor a follower. I was just known as a loner, hermit, and an outsider, someone who didn't belong. Like one of those weird people who hide in caves and no one cares if they are gone. Most people just care about themselves. Their self centered selves...

I was never a peoples' person, nor did I like people, scratch that, besides my family and friends (if I had any), I hated people! I hated how they are all self-centered, foul, dreadful, and the list goes on...
That's why I hated Myself

Marcus the Great
My twin brother, Marcus, was always the better one. He was the favorite one in the family, he was the first in the class the teacher would call on, the quarterback in football, the only one people would actually move out of the way so he could get his lunch. Heck, he was like God! Everybody from every religion would worship him, except me. No one can every replace, or recreate, God. For there is only one God...
He is waiting for me in Heaven

I was the 2 minute older twin sister, but that didn't matter to anyone that he was 2 minutes younger. Even if he was a nerd, he'd get away with it with his chalky features. Not that I was jealous of him or anything, because there's one flaw. Just that one flaw that every beautiful person had...
He was a Coward

Sure, he had a normal name, and he was an athlete (ahem, a star athlete). But that isn't an excuse to pass my "Get Away with Being a Coward" line. Oh no, he is still a little lamb inside, a little weakling. You just stand behind the door while he walks in his bedroom and pop out, or put an obviously plastic spider in his room, and he will either turn his milky white carpet into a yucky yellow stain, or scream like the little scrawny child he is. Hah, silly Marcus. But why don't people treat me like him too? Not the pack mule, not the alien, but like a normal human being...
Whatever happened to the Golden Rule?

Mum and Pop
My parents are like cats and dogs. They are both mammals, and they have the ability get along with each other. But someone decided it was not meant to be. So and now they are mortal enemies...
The End

My father thinks my mom should go with Uncle Jerry, where all the bad people go when they do bad stuff, and have to live in an isolated, barbed wired place where they serve the special, Fried rat with Carmel Cockroach. My mom tells my dad that he should take a visit to that scary, fiery, underground world. I tell them that they should both go to their happy places. Dad is in the bar drinking tequila while chatting with his college friends playing pool, and mom's is in Hawaii with me, my brother, and her husband, Tom Cruise...
Heh heh...Tom Cruise

I'm not sure how I can explain or describe my dad now, I mean, I barely get to see him, he never comes to my Badminton tournaments, (But of course he always goes to Marcus' Football games) and who knows where he is now. I only remember that he comes home from work, watches TV, eats Tostitos with salsa and nachos, and then leaves. I only remember that my Daddy was the man that used to hold hands with when I was in grade school, the Daddy who would buy me ice cream on a hot summer day, that's SAME Daddy who is now divorcing my mom and just happened to kill my child hood memories and disappear into thin air...
Good job Daddy


To Be continued
By: Me