A Suicidal Mission

9/9/13

My name is Izzy, I'm not an ordinary girl living in the big world. I'm a strange girl living in this excuse of a planet that we call Earth. When I say we? I mean everyone.

Not really an interesting or ordinary starting for a journal I wouldn't say diary. Since it's not gonna be all "I have a crush blah blah" it's just gonna be a... An umm.. A live retelling of my life. Obviously not live.. Cause you won't see me write it. For all I know I could be dead when you are reading this.

It all began when we moved into this old house the other week. It's black and 3 stories tall it has a dark purple door.. It had cobwebs under the windows I could see them! When I told my Mum about them and the house being so dark.. Mum never likes dark things. She looked at me strangely saying the house was yellow with a white door and was perfectly clean. I looking at my sister. We are twins. I have black hair and grey eyes, she has black eyes and white hair. No she didn't dye it she was born an albino. Don't know what that is? It's when you're born with strange and unnatural hair and eye colours.

We go to a public school it's honestly the worst. Last school wasn't any better but this school is utter crap. Me and my sister got bullied her getting the harder punches since being albino and stuff. It didn't bother us until I noticed bruises and cuts on my sister. She would tell us she had just been playing with friends but I was too afraid to mention she didn't have any other friend than me. But I went along with it so out parents wouldn't get upset.

So back to the house; there is a basement too! That's where My sister and I slept. It was so dark and creepy it was so cool! I stay up late every night and I. Had began to notice shaking and almost mumbling from my sister. It worried me a little. I also began to hear footsteps. But I just guessed it was Mum and Dad.

Everything was going okay until I came home early from school and went straight to the basement to see my sister and a bunch of other bodies hanging from the ceiling, obviously dead. I had a heart attack. Literally.. I was in hospital the next day. And now I have to go to see a stupid doctor about things I'm "halucinating" my parents state they saw my sister dead but no one else. The police confuse me. They tell me scaring my parents by pranking them with the other dead bodies is bad? Pranking? Are the joking? I have never heard such bad lies!!! So I screamed for half an hour "making a scene" apparently. I screamed and tried to run away from them. But they caught me. I scratched one of the policeman. And bit the other. The policeman warned my parents about putting me under social services and possibly in a mental hospital. They had to talk with me that day. I explained to them what I saw was real I told them they are not using 100% of their brains like I am so they shouted at me. So I grabbed a sharp knife. Mum fainted thinking I was gonna kill them. But then I ran upstairs with the knife. While Dad was distracted with mum.
All I did then was cut myself scarring "Susie & Izzy" on my arm -Susie is my Sister-

Well I'll right more tomorrow. I'm gonna be busy cutting myself now.

-Izzy.

(I know doing 3 books at once will be hard but I can do it trust me!)