Twin Dreams

Diagnoses

Authors POV
June 16, 1956
2 Bodies found in the woods
Male and Female
Male found neck twisted, with slit wrist
Female found with one missing eye, slit throat, and a Chelsea smile
Both were in their early teens
Brother and Sister.....

Caddies POV

Daddy and Mommy were always mad, and they hated us. Ever since me and Justin were born we have always been mistreated, we were twins which made every thing harder on our parents. Dad was always out cheating, and came home with the scent of perfume, cigars, and alcohol. Mom was pissed off at him every day, making it harder for her to keep up with me and Justin, some days she wouldn't come home because how mad she was. I ended up cooking for everyone at the age of 8. Being that Justin and I were twins, we needed everything at the same time, clothes, school supplies, food, everything. But when it came to the doctor it was the most expensive for the both of us. Justin and I were both diagnosed with a syndrome that is known as the "Alice and Wonderland sickness". It is when you holusinate of dark, difigored images. It was worse for me because I was already diagnosed with depression. Making the Alice and wonderland sickness 10 times worse, then Justin. The figures I saw also talked to me, told me to do things, such as self harm or harm to my brother. I hated it, but not as much as I hated living with my parents.

I never understood why they hated us. In public, I remembered when our mom would just let us get lost in grocery stores or malls, without a care in the world as too were we went. Me being the big baby out of the two of us, I cried until Justin pointed out a security guard to take us back to her. Our dad was another story. Whenever he got drunk he would beat me till my nose was bleeding and I was bruised. Justin was built as tall and big so he could fight him but he would always loose when dad would take one of his many beer bottles and break it over his head. I bet your wondering why we never tried to run away, well we have but whenever we do they always call the police. Since we were to young and to dumb to run away they always find us, separate us, and keep us in the house with no food or water for 3 days.

But after June 16, our lives changed forever..... because....well were dead. Well our bodies are dead but not our spirits. But our only problem is we are stuck in purgatory with no way out. We still see the disfigured creatures noted in our syndrome except they can touch us now and its not fun at all.......