Awwww............... my home.

Stop it !.... I keep on crying ......... But i cant help it........ im just so lonley that i keep thinking of home. Lake house , it was called. Where my six sisters lived...... where mom lives where dad and grandma are beried........ and where grandpa sits....... rocking on his rocking chair.
Where my bedroom lies with its lovely view of the lake................. the lake we washed our clothes in it.......... we had swimming races in it.............. the ones i would always win. Huh........... those were the days.............. But now im here on the ship cleaning the deck............. standing.............. crying.................... im so depresed.........that i pour the buket of water over my head................... take off my wig.............. my extra tummy............. So that in the end i'm a girl.............. not a boy...... not Jacob........ but Jane.