Clarissa Merryweather
Clair groans quietly as she wakes up, her head pounding slightly. She runs a hand through her hair, glancing around the room. 'Where am I?' She wonders. The last thing she remembers, is going to sleep by the river. Her mom had managed to scrape up the money, but she wasn't able to pick Clair up from jail because Clair's stepfather wouldn't let her. So, once she was out, she had to fend for herself. She couldn't go home, she tried to find somewhere else to stay but none of her friends would let her stay with them. To be honest, they were pretty afraid of her after they found out what she'd done. Having no other choice, she ended up going down to the river, which was, thankfully, deserted. She went to sleep, and that's all she remembers, until now.
Slowly, Clair gets to her feet, glancing around the little room. She spots the screen, reading the words that scroll across it. 'No, there must be some kind of mistake.' She thinks, her heart racing in her chest. "I shouldn't be here! There must have been some kind of mistake!" She yells, hoping who ever is in charge here will hear her. 'If anyone deserves to be here it's my stepfather,' She thinks.
The door whooshes open and she sees people moving around in the hallway. She glances back toward the screen, hoping more words will appear, that this is just some kind of sick twisted joke. After staring at the blank screen for a while, she sighs quietly. Running a hand through her hair, she glances at the door once more. 'You want play? I'll play alright,' She thinks, getting her emotions under control, calming herself down. Figuring if she could handle her stepdad, she can handle whatever this place has to throw at her.
Taking one last deep breath, Clair walks out the door and down the hallway to the rec room. She glances around at the others in the room, sizing them all up for a few moments before slowly walking over to an empty table and sitting down. She doesn't say a word to anyone as sits down, resting her head in her hand, really wishing her head would stop pounding.
Clair groans quietly as she wakes up, her head pounding slightly. She runs a hand through her hair, glancing around the room. 'Where am I?' She wonders. The last thing she remembers, is going to sleep by the river. Her mom had managed to scrape up the money, but she wasn't able to pick Clair up from jail because Clair's stepfather wouldn't let her. So, once she was out, she had to fend for herself. She couldn't go home, she tried to find somewhere else to stay but none of her friends would let her stay with them. To be honest, they were pretty afraid of her after they found out what she'd done. Having no other choice, she ended up going down to the river, which was, thankfully, deserted. She went to sleep, and that's all she remembers, until now.
Slowly, Clair gets to her feet, glancing around the little room. She spots the screen, reading the words that scroll across it. 'No, there must be some kind of mistake.' She thinks, her heart racing in her chest. "I shouldn't be here! There must have been some kind of mistake!" She yells, hoping who ever is in charge here will hear her. 'If anyone deserves to be here it's my stepfather,' She thinks.
The door whooshes open and she sees people moving around in the hallway. She glances back toward the screen, hoping more words will appear, that this is just some kind of sick twisted joke. After staring at the blank screen for a while, she sighs quietly. Running a hand through her hair, she glances at the door once more. 'You want play? I'll play alright,' She thinks, getting her emotions under control, calming herself down. Figuring if she could handle her stepdad, she can handle whatever this place has to throw at her.
Taking one last deep breath, Clair walks out the door and down the hallway to the rec room. She glances around at the others in the room, sizing them all up for a few moments before slowly walking over to an empty table and sitting down. She doesn't say a word to anyone as sits down, resting her head in her hand, really wishing her head would stop pounding.