Jessica POV :||

"Well, I was outside playing basketball in my hometown of Salt Lake City, Utah. Um, and I got lightheaded and dizzy, and I guess I fainted. I don't know what year it is and where I am at! Wait, I'm in the 60s, aren't I?"

"Oh. What are you like?"

I scratched my back and shrugged. "Bad home life. Abused. Unloved. Broken." I say, pointing to my scar. She stared at it for a bit. "What happened?" she wondered aloud. "Dad threw a glass bottle at me."

She looked concerned. "Don't worry, he was drunk we he did so."

"Drunk?"

"Yeah. My parents are alcoholics. They've made me into a shattered, broken, verbally abusive girl. I wish I was different. But I'm not. So, this is what you get." I shrugged.

"You don't mind that your parents do all that to you?"

"Nah, not really. They've done worse."

"Like?"

"Having me."

Yes, I think that lowly of myself.

"You're not a mistake. That was their best choice."

I looked at her, and sighed.

"I am a mistake. They never wanted me."

Written By Chandler.