I looked at myself in the mirror and saw my dead purple eyes staring back at me showing no emotion. How did I ever become like this? I hated the way I looked. I was ugly. I had this huge scar that started on the bottom of my eye and ended on my chin. I started to recall why I have it in the first place.
FlashBack~
I was 16 years old when I saw my mother brutally murdered by my father. I remember that day like it was yesterday. I still remember my mother telling me to hide under the bed, telling me not to come out until she said so. I remember her calling 911. But what I remember most of all is him. He had been drinking, cursing and walking towards my mother with a knife in his hand. I heard my mothers screams as he stabbed her multiple times in the stomach and chest. I saw her lifeless body fall to the floor. And I saw her stare at me with those purple hopeless eyes, until she died. I silently cried not wanting my father to find me.
As soon as i heard him go down stairs, I came out from under my mothers bed and went towards her dead cold body. She still had the knife in her chest, so I pulled it out and hid it behind my back. I hugged her wanting and praying to god to bring her back to me. I knowtist that I was covered in my mothers blood, but I didn't care.
I heard a noise from behind me and looked at the door way and saw him. I hadn't ever heard my father coming up the stairs. I quickly got to my feet. Frozen in fear. I remember him pulling my hair, dragging me down the stairs. With his free hand he had a knife which he cut my face with while going down the stairs."No Witnesses", He said heartless.
I fought back as much as I could. I bit, scratched, even slapped him begging him not to do this to his only daughter. Whatever I said didn't even matter to him. We were in the living room and I remembered I had the knife.But something happened. I Wasn't in control of my body. I quickly took the knife and exposed it. I rammed it straight to his stomach then to his heart. I saw him fall in front of me. I realized something at that moment. I actually liked killing people. It gave me such a rush, Like you were to get when on a roller coaster. My thoughts were broken by my front door being busted down by the cops. They saw me with the bloody knife and told me to drop it. I looked at my dead father and back to the stairs.
"I didn't do this", I whispered. "It wasn't me.. I swear!'' dropping the knife.
"We have one dead in this room sir!", a police office called from my parents room. I hadn't even knowntist that so many police were in my home. I remember them taking me to an asylum because i was crazy. No matter how many times I told them I didn't kill my mother they just said,
"Sure Honey"
I couldn't even remember killing my father. As I said before I wasn't in control. Someone or something was taking over my body. And I was to weak to control it. As soon as I arrived at the asylum I tried escape everyday. Through out my time there I have killed 7 other patients and left 3 nurses become insane, they are now here with me in this hell hole. Iv managed to let the warden agree with me to let me have a mask. Of course he agreed. He was scared out of his mind of me, Everyone was. I was ended up with getting a fox mask. And soon after that day i would wear it forever.
I am now 28 Years old. 12 years I was here to rot. I eventually escaped the asylum by sneaking in the dark, I was used to being in the dark, So i could see in the dark like it was nothing. Come to thing of it all of my senses became enhanced due to all the experiments they did to me over the years.
I gave the whole staff a piece of their own medicine. i knew this place like the back of my hand, every in and out. I walked down the halls and heard the emergency siren come on with a man on the speaker saying,
"Patient 0625 is trying to escape, This patient is dangerous, Proceed with caution, Do no try to take her down by yourself."
I laughed quietly knowing that they near. I went for the power box at the end of the hall and called for their attention. Of course they came... They always did. Soon they all started talking,
"Its okay Jay were her to help you" "Please don't make this difficult" "Come here Honey, Were not going to hurt you."
I Lifted my mask above my lips to show them my smirk. I spoke and said,
"Lets play a game shall we?"
I then turned off the lights and played with everyone. Making them think I was there but wasn't. Making them think I was in the front of them, When really I was behind them. I had enough so I grabbed one on the security guards gun and shot everyone that was in the hall with me in the leg. I did this only Because i knew they couldn't follow me after they'd been shot. That day I left the asylum, Never to return.
End If Flashback~
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RomanceJay is a 28 year old girl who was sent to live in an asylum after being accused of killing her mother. She wears a fox mask everywhere she goes to cover up a bad scar left by her alcoholic father. She escapes the asylum and meets a nice guy named Lu...