Entropy

RDA| Part III: What They Deserved

3275 Hailey Drive, Dyland Woods, Colorado

Alicia

My dolls are having a tea party with a magical pony. Little did they know, the witch is watching outside the treehouse. She is flying up in the air with her broomstick. She placed poison into their tea.

"Come on, drink it," the witch says without patience.

"Don't drink that tea!" The magical pony senses the poison within their tea, "The witch poisoned them."

They all look at the magical pony out of fright.

"The witch?" Jem asks. Jem is an Earthling that believes in magic. Since she does, the magical pony lets her into the magical realm. Other Earthlings think she's crazy. She has blue hair with green eyes. Her outfit is very rainbowy and sparkly.

"Yes, the witch," the magical pony sighs, "That witch is evil and will kill all good in this land. Her spells are strong. She killed a king two hundred years ago."

"What are we gonna do now?" Marigianna asks worriedly. Marigianna is from the elf land, but they say she has no powers. Elves have nature powers. Marigianna is the daughter of the witch and is a witch herself. She knows that the witch placed poison in their tea, except hers. She wanted them dead when she first met them, but she is starting to like them and wishes her mom to stop being so evil. She has long white hair with purple eyes. She also has pointy ears. Her clothes are made of large leaves from nature like every elf.

"We need to kill-" Before Jasmine can finish, my mom opens my bedroom door.

Her eyes move and see that I have not picked up my toys as she asked me to do. She gives me a very angry look and says, "Alicia Ray Mason, I've told you to pick up your damn toys. The next time I come in here and see that they are not picked up, you'll regret it!" She stomps away. Her voice was choppy and scary. It makes me very scared of what will happen if I don't do what she asks.

I take my time to put my toys all back onto my shelf before returning to my dolls. I remember shoving my mess into my closet and lying to my mom that it was clean like a month ago. She figured it out. My mom slammed the door off its hinges. The hinges were already worn out. She kicked me down the ground and screamed at me, shouting that I shouldn't be a slob and pick up my room the right way. She also said I shouldn't be a "lying piece of shit" and if I want to be successful, I need to clean the right way. The more embarrassing thing is that my twin older brothers, Scott and Collin, just stood in the doorway and watched. I was hoping for them to save me from mommy. They didn't. They just wanted to watch their sister get yelled at. I am only four! I don't have a closet door anymore and every time I clean my room, my mind always goes back to that incident.

She says my full name when she is angry. Scott and Collin also had the same last name as me. The only brother I know that has a different last name is Markus. His last name is Joe. I asked mom why Markus has a different last name and she annoyingly explained that he had a different father. She claimed that my dad lives here, but I rarely see him. I don't even remember what he looks like.

My house is a tiny two-story house. When you enter, you will be in a living room with a small TV with a three-person couch. My bedroom is on the right. A bit further up on the left, there is the dining room. The dining room is right before the kitchen, which is also on the left. The stairwell is across from it on the right. If you go beyond the kitchen and the stairs, you will see a half bathroom and the door to our backyard. I haven't gone upstairs. I mostly think it's bedrooms and bathrooms because my mom and my three brothers go upstairs at night.

When I asked her where daddy was, she told me it was none of my beeswax. I kept on asking her, begging her to tell me the truth, but she smacked me in the face. My face hurt for the rest of the day and my cheek was red.