Safer Posting Time

Hey, sorry about being so mysterious in the last post. I kinda had to be, and if you saw any incorrect gramar in the last post then...sorry about that too. Heh heh. I had to type fast. I've never typed so fast in my life and I was in a bad situation. In a dangerous sistuation. You don't even know what who I am and if I'm a girl or boy...well I'm a girl. An available girl. ;) *winking at boys reading* Anyway, my name is Jamie. You already know my twin Jasmine. She's writing a poem. She thinks I'm not as creative or as risky as her either, yet another reason why I'm doing this blog...no matter how much trouble I may get into for sharing too much or if someone who I hope dosen't see this, uses this to track me down. Anyway, I guess since I'm in a safer environment I could tell you more about myself. Im 16, I'm home schooled and I live...nevermind I can't tell you that. Jasmine just said it would be too risky. No harm in describing it, right? Jasmine said it would be okay. Thank you for your appreciated input Jasmine! XP Imagine sitting in a cell, or maybe a cement room. There is only one window which is letting in your light. There in the corner of the room is a bunk bed. Neither are comfortable. They have plain white sheets and itchy black blankets and one pillow for each bed. The floor is cold and dry. The door must always be shut. This is where I am. Outside is cold and gray. We can't leave until my mom says it's time to leave. I snuck my computer here. Risky, as Jasmine would say. Why am I even here? Well...I'm hiding...not like a silly game of hide-and-go-seek no, heh, this is a serious game of hide-and-go-seek. Serious as in you can hide anywhere in the world, as long as you are hiding. The only thing is...if you get caught...you get killed.