Janessa Shar'ee



I guess I'll start by saying I'm Janessa! I'm 19 years old, independent... And of course gorgeous. *Flips hair* I just recently moved to New Crest... Trying to get on my feet because after high school I just wanted to get away. The only person I had looking after me, my father joined some crazy religious... Thing. I wanted no parts of it. He told me I could either roll with him or be by myself because "this is just how it's going to work now". I hated school, so college was definitely a NO... I don't trust this country enough to join its military, so that was a HELL NO. I'm just trying to figure out what I'm going to do soon... I don't have any assistance, I barely have anywhere to stay, I'm just here. I figured if I was thrown into a situation where I had no other way to go but UP, I'd be there in no time. But I don't know if this is going to work. I'm scared. Terrified even. I have my days where sometimes I just want to ball up and cry, but I don't. I have days where I wanna pick up a phone and tell my dad to come get me, but I know it's too late. Even if he wanted to come get me and take me with him, it wouldn't be possible; that ship sailed about three months ago.

I don't sleep much at all these days. I spend most of my time roaming around the city or people watching in the park fantasizing about the glamorous lives they live outside of my imagination. The park has become one of my favorite places because it's one of the only places outside where I can get a decent nap and no one will bother me. I'm living off package food I can buy at the dollar store with change I find lying around on the ground, benches... Or if it's been a really rough day, I'll just take it. I mean, it's usually just a small bag of Cheetos or something, no big deal. I don't even really remember what it feels like to be full, I've just conditioned myself to ignore the loud, low rumbling and the pains of my stomach. 

It's not the best life in the world, but I'm doing the best I know to do. It may not even be soon, but I know this is all going to turn around somehow. 

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Beautifull407 said…
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIII LOVE IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTT!!!!!!!
October 23, 2017 at 12:47 PM
Reagan Powers said…
Janessa sounds like a fighter and like she's gone through a lot in her young life. Whatever she does, I hope she can overcome her obstacles and end up on the better side of things. Thanks so much for sharing. She is a doll!
October 23, 2017 at 8:46 PM
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