By the gate, I waited until I was granted access to the house. After a quiet stroll through the gate, I found another ahead of me.
Jeez, are you kidding me?
“You tell me! This is insane.” I say to my subconscious.
What is this place? A prison?
I know it! Did I get myself in trouble?
I was wandering my eyes when they spotted some securities men in black uniforms and wires around their hearing.
All these security men guarding here, is it supposed to be a home or a psychiatric?
"Are you expected?" The first security man asked. His voice was firm and forceful.
"I am Jasmine." I force a miserable smile to appear suitable for my job. "I will be babysitting here. I got a job here." I countered nervously, looking over the man’s shoulder, as I am totally panicked when the other man ha
