The Darker Side

Chapter 11- Final

One month later

I was lead into a room that had a big table in the center of it and kids my age and a little younger sat all around it. “Everyone please listen up,” the women said sweetly,

“this is our newest member of the group Madison Taylor,” she explained to everyone. I sat myself down beside a girl with short brown picky like hair and green eyes.

“You can’t sit there, my boyfriend sit’s there.” She hissed at me, I looked over at her and shot her a quick death glare that said “you don’t want to mess with me.” The women that had brought me into the room had left and I was now being surrounded by the other kids.

Make then go away I’m claustrophobic

Well I don’t know how

Please try they’re weird

Oh and we’re not

No comment

“What did you do to be locked up in a place like this?” a guy with light brown hair and pale blue eyes asked me.

“I’m not going to talk about it,” I replied not looking at any of them.

“Why not we all do,” he answered.

“Yeah but that’s because you’re all troubled crazy and well I’m just flat out crazy.” I explained, but they didn’t believe me and I knew they wouldn’t.

“Fine, then explain to us why you’re crazy,” the girl with picky brown hair demanded.

“Fine, it always stated the same I’d be fine day in and day out but then I’d snap and go postal. In the 8th grade I smashed all the windows in the school, 9th I pushed a girl in front of a bus, 10th I pushed a guy through a window and attacked a girl with scissors, 11th I sent my boyfriend to the hospital and four others because I beat them with a baseball bat. And this year I put a girl’s head thought a window attacked people with a baseball bat including my best friend, then I pushed her down a flight of stairs and she’s still in the hospital.” After I had finished everyone looked at me stunned.

“And you didn’t get lock up until now,” another girl questioned and i shook my head no. I didn’t want to answer any more questions so i got up and walked out of the dining room.  

I hate it here

Well we can’t just go home

Oh your mean it’s your fault we’re even here

Well it’s not like you really helped in trying to stop my game

I walked down the halls and was heading back to my room when I heard someone calling my name. “Madison is this doll yours?” the voice asked, I glanced over my shoulder to see the woman from before and in her arms was Dana.

“Yup she’s mine,” I replied walking up to her and taking Dana from her. I thanked her and started from my room again but I bumped into someone.

“Watch it!” a male voice hissed annoyed. I started at the guy and he had jet black hair and one blue eye and one brown on.

Oh he is cute

No he is not

Madison don’t lie to your self

Oh shut up

“I’ve seen that doll before,” he said,

“I gave it to a girl I liked in elementary,” he explained.

“Her name was Madison Taylor” he mumbled,

“I’m Madison Taylor,” I pointed out and his eyes widened,

“Nice to see you again” he said with a smile and walked away from me down the hall.

Well who would have thought you’d meet someone that really like you for who you were so long ago in a crazy house

Yeah

“Well Dana looks like our time here just got interesting,” I whispered into the ear of my beloved doll.

I wonder if we’ll play our game again 

Only time will tell

Yes only time will tell

“Kiss, kiss Bradbury house let’s hope you can stand up to me.”