(Short story v.2 if you like it I'll continue!)
Dear....Diary,
My mum told me it would help to write in you, to record everything that's been going on. I know she'll give this to the councillors when I've finished, so I'm going to burn you after. Sorry. Anyway let me tell you all about it. It all started when I went to my new school, Mountford High. It's the sort if place where they sent the misfits and the ones who don't fit in. Like me, Jass. My real name's Jassamine. But don't ever call me that. Anyway, I'm short, and plain-looking, with layered chestnut hair, blue eyes, and fair skin. Oh, and freckles. So I went to this new school halfway through the term, and that's where it first went wrong. Everyone knows that if a new girl just suddenly appears something's happened. And it did happen. I forgot to mention, Mountford High is described by all as a lunatic asylum. And I was sent there because I can see ghosts. No lie. But no-one else can see them, so they Mark me down as a lunatic and sent me here. When I walked into my first lesson I found that we were chained round the ankles to our desks. I thought that was odd so I asked the girl sitting next to me why. Her reply was "Because apparently we would try to run. Although only Zane ever has." she pointed at a boy sat diagonally behind us. He had blonde, long hair, which looked as if he hadn't brushed it in days, and brown eyes. He was very muscly but also looked graceful, with his musician's hands and long legs. I smiled faintly, it looked like this wouldn't be so bad here after all.