~Prologue~
Bigger meanings
Do you believe that people have a destiny? Something greater than blending in with a crowd? Something more important than fitting in or getting good grades? Something more than a normal, mundane life? I do.
I hope its true, if only because I do none of the above. I don’t fit in, I don’t get good grades, but I do have a wonderfully normal life . . . for now.
My name is Jensen Jones.
I am a normal fifteen year old high schooler.
I want to remain a normal high school girl.
Staying under the radar, out of the spotlight, is my only goal.
I’m not incredibly pretty, nor smart; I’m not even tall, but I’m a mystery.
That little fact makes me an oddity, a story to be dissected. I came to the small city of Nampa, Idaho two years ago. I am an orphan. I don’t, infact, remember my parents. The lack of those memories, that tiny thing, makes me cringe at the thought, do to that truth, and some . . . other things, I am different.
But I doubt you picked up this, my story, to listen to an angsty teenager ramble on about how horrid her life is, so, on to my other words.
Do you truly believe we were meant for greater things then feeding the dog? As I also stated earlier, i do.
So, did it catch your attention? its a really short piece i know but its mostly to get you intrested, i wrote it at 4-0-clock in the morning


