Prologue

 2 HOURS AGO

 I was on the city bus when he sat beside me. "Hey," he said. I didn't reply and he repeated himself.

  "Hi," I said in a slow soft voice.

  "Whats your name?" he asked.

  "Jade," I said. "Jade Myers."

  He never told me his name. He was young. He looked around fifteen.

  "Are you running away?" he asked me.

  I didn't say anything. He repeated himself and I shook my head.

  The bus stopped and he got up. "Bye, Jade," he said to me.

  PRESENT TIME

  I stab him in the chest again, and blood soaks through his white shirt. I laugh and giggle like a maniac and continue to stab him. "DIE!" I yell. "F*****g die!"

  Then I realize what I'm doing and I drop the bloodied knife. I stare at him and begin to sob. 

  I cover my mouth with my bloodied hand and scream into it. 

  What did I just do? Did I just kill a person?

  I don't feel like the shy innocent Jade Ash Myers anymore. I feel dangerous. I feel dirty. I feel like Courtney Myers. My mother. 

  

Author's Note

Reviews please :)

Reviews

[Daniel]

I liked this. Please, do write more on it, I got a hangover, and I need to read more of it. It's as Ben M said, "pretty bare bones" and what you make out of this start can go two ways - and I hope it goes to the better road.

[Casper]

Please add more. I want to know what happens. Why was she stabbing him? What did he do? What was her mother like.

[Ben M]

Some actual adjectives and description might give the two pieces some contrast. right now its pretty bare bones and it could be beefed up a little