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    Sick Teen
    Sick Teen
    Sick Teen
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    Sick Teen

    By Jon Jacks

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    It starts with one tattoo: the hare and the moon.
    You know – to go with my supposedly ‘wild’ nature?
    Then, I think, Wow, wouldn’t something like a serpent look even better?
    Thing is, I was naive; I just didn’t know why the ancients started tattooing their bodies.
    Did you?
    Before you have a tattoo, perhaps you’d better find out...

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJon Jacks
    Release dateOct 8, 2016
    ISBN9781370420230
    Sick Teen
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    Jon Jacks

    While working in London as, first, an advertising Creative Director (the title in the U.S. is wildly different; the role involves both creating and overseeing all the creative work in an agency, meaning you’re second only to the Chairman/President) and then a screenwriter for Hollywood and TV, I moved out to an incredibly ancient house in the countryside.On the day we moved out, my then three-year-old daughter (my son was yet to be born) was entranced by the new house, but also upset that we had left behind all that was familiar to her.So, very quickly, my wife Julie and I laid out rugs and comfortable chairs around the huge fireplace so that it looked and felt more like our London home. We then left my daughter quietly reading a book while we went to the kitchen to prepare something to eat.Around fifteen minutes later, my daughter came into the kitchen, saying that she felt much better now ‘after talking to the boy’.‘Boy?’ we asked. ‘What boy?’‘The little boy; he’s been talking to me on the sofa while you were in here.’We rushed into the room, looking around.There wasn’t any boy there of course.‘There isn’t any little boy here,’ we said.‘Of course,’ my daughter replied. ‘He told me he wasn’t alive anymore. He lived here a long time ago.’A child’s wild imagination?Well, that’s what we thought at the time; but there were other strange things, other strange presences (but not really frightening ones) that happened over the years that made me think otherwise.And so I began to write the kind of stories that, well, are just a little unbelievable.

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      Sick Teen - Jon Jacks

      Sick Teen

      Jon Jacks

      Other New Adult and Children’s books by Jon Jacks

      The Caught – The Rules – Chapter One – The Changes – Sleeping Ugly

      The Barking Detective Agency – The Healing – The Lost Fairy Tale

      A Horse for a Kingdom – Charity – The Most Beautiful Things (Now includes The Last Train)

      The Dream Swallowers – Nyx; Granddaughter of the Night – Jonah and the Alligator

      Glastonbury Sirens – Dr Jekyll’s Maid – The 500-Year Circus – The Desire: Class of 666

      P – The Endless Game – DoriaN A – Wyrd Girl – The Wicker Slippers – Gorgesque

      Heartache High (Vol I) – Heartache High: The Primer (Vol II) – Heartache High: The Wakening (Vol III)

      Miss Terry Charm, Merry Kris Mouse & The Silver Egg – The Last Angel – Eve of the Serpent

      Seecrets – The Cull – Dragonsapien – The Boy in White Linen – Porcelain Princess – Freaking Freak

      Died Blondes – Queen of all the Knowing World – The Truth About Fairies – Lowlife

      Elm of False Dreams – God of the 4th Sun – A Guide for Young Wytches – Lady of the Wasteland

      The Wendygo House – Americarnie Trash – An Incomparable Pearl – We Three Queens – Cygnet Czarinas

      Memesis – April Queen, May Fool

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      Chapter 1

      Have you ever wondered, as you’ve drunk a coffee while talking to someone, how shocked they’d be if you just suddenly threw it over them?

      You have, haven’t you!

      I sensed it: that instant spark of recognition!

      I did, I really really did!

      Wow, how crazy is that?

      And I thought it was just me!

      *

      Okay, okay: so now we’ve got that out of the way!

      Things are going really nicely between us, aren’t they?

      We’re obviously kindred spirits.

      At odds with the world – an ever-nagging sense that not everything around us is as it ideally should be.

      Sure, we can’t quite put our finger on what we think’s wrong.

      But it’s not our job, is it, to figure that out?

      That’s way, way above our pay grade.

      Not that I get paid anything, of course.

      Not at my age. Unless you count the odd holiday job.

      And boy, how boring is that!

      Surely I’m not fated to be doing that sort of thing for the rest of my life?

      Surely I’m better than that?

      But that’s what worries me, isn’t it?

      I’m not really so sure I am better than that.

      *

      Here’s another thing I’d better get out of the way: you couldn’t really consider me a ‘nice’ person.

      Not in the way people think ‘nice’ people should behave, least ways.

      You know: saying ‘yes’ when you’d far rather say ‘no’.

      Being polite, when the guy you’re talking to doesn’t deserve it.

      That sorta thing.

      See, I don’t subscribe to that way of behaviour; going against your more natural instincts is what I call it.

      So that means I’m not a ‘nice’ person.

      Thing is, if we’re all being really honest here, how many of us can really say that, deep down inside, they’re really ‘nice’?

      We’ve got all sorts of things filed and hidden away deep down inside us, haven’t we?

      No?

      That doesn’t sound like you?

      Well okay, have it your own way.

      We all like to think of ourselves as being ‘nice’, don’t we?

      That if we were placed in a certain situation, we’d do the right thing?

      Yeah, I can see where you’re coming from.

      But know what?

      I reckon you’re kidding yourself.

      It’s just one more thing you’re hiding away.

      *

      Now don’t get me wrong; I’m not looking down on you, not berating you.

      I mean, who am I to see myself as being better than you?

      Haven’t I just admitted that I’m no better than you?

      And I wouldn't be even a teensy-weeny bit bothered if you’re beginning to see yourself as being better than me.

      See, I’m truly amazed by the amazing amount of people in this world who flatter themselves that you even care what they think.

      But they think, don't they, that somehow you should care enough to completely change the way you behave, just to satisfy them.

      Like we’re that shallow we’d just do what they want, right?

      So just to show the world that I don't really care what rules they’ve made up, the rules you're supposed to obey if you want to fit in, well; I go right against all those rules, don't I?

      I dress how I want, see? Going for the long draping garments that hide my figure. The plastered on makeup that hides my face. The thick braiding and dreadlocks – and the dye – that hides what my hair looks like.

      Thing is, I still dress this way even though, thankfully, it dawned on me one day – I’m still accepting all the rules aren’t I, really?

      I mean, if I really didn't give a damn about all those rules, well – then why am I making such a big deal about it, going to all this trouble just to show I don’t consider myself bound by them?

      I mean, if I really don’t care what people think, if I really don’t want to be bound by all these rules; then why the heck don’t I just be me?

      Because when you think about it, all I’m really doing is just hiding the real me under this fake character I’ve created.

      She’s not the real me, is she?

      She can’t be, can she?

      Does that make sense?

      I’ve got to admit, there’s a part of me that reckons it doesn’t.

      And then again, there’s another part that insists it does.

      Wouldn’t it be great if I could get all these different parts of myself to agree for once?

      *

      There’s one thing, I suppose, that most of my different parts do seem to agree on.

      There’s a guy at school – isn’t there always? – whom just about every girl goes mad about.

      Huh, like he’s really all that great!

      Me, I can take him or leave him.

      The only weird connection between us, the way I see it, is that we share this small yet dreadful birthmark on the side of our necks. You could say it’s a whirling spiral, at best; a snail’s shell, at worst. It’s a sort of bloody purple too.

      He hates it, obviously; he tries to hide it.

      But I’ve seen it. And I’ve seen the way he’s embarrassed about it: about the way something so small can damage his

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