my name is Jinx Rose Maxwell. i am 17 years old and in the 11th grade. i was born on 10/26/2009.
i died on 6/13/2027. the last thing i remember before hitting the ground, was that i should've listened.
i looked around the dark street, walking home from a party, limping down the street in heels. the brisk summer night air cooling me down. walking home drunk and alone at night was not the funnest thing ever, actually quite dangerous for a girl like me, but no one would give me a ride home so its not my fault if i get kidnapped. i tried my best to walk as fast as i could without hurting my already aching feet. i looked around again, i was still a block away from my house when i noticed a figure on the other side of the street.
trailing slightly behind me was a woman with extremely long straight ginger hair and bangs. her outfit was serving cunt, with a short black dress and a cropped black leather jacket and sunglasses (even though it was like 2:00 am?!?!). i saw her turn her head towards me and i looked away quickly. she said something i couldn't hear and started to walk towards me across the street. i speed up my pace, trying to ignore her. i wonder i walk fast enough she wont catchup with me.
"stupid girl, what is she doing walking out this late in a skimpy dress?" the lady said behind me, sounding like shes talking to herself. i kept walking, ignoring her remarks. she continued to comment about me as if i wasn't literally right in front of her. i decided i was fed up with it and stoped and turned around.
"what the actual fuck are you doing?!" i started yelling at her. her expression first confused, then realization, then an unmistakable fear spread across her face.
"oh SHIT you can see me!" she panicked before running away down the street.
what.
i stood there flabbergasted. what did she mean by 'you can see me'? i stood there thinking till i decided someone probably snuck some weird drug in the punch at the party that causes hallucinations and kept walking home with no complications.
i snuck back in my house( which wasn't hard considering my dad snores like a tractor) and flopped in my bed before getting into pjs and passing out on my comforter.
(notes: hiii, this is my first story on here(we aren't counting monarch mansion...) and im hoping to add more chapters to this story soon! just a heads up this story will have gore in it and lots of talk about death. stay tuned to figure out who this mysterious and rude lady is! byeeee!)