he lay in front of the bed where I cowered. I herd the faint steps running up the stairs as my brother, Davis, came in and looked around."why did you scream?!" he said. my eyes shot open and I said "everyone died." he replied. I screamed and he just said "psychopath." "I'm not psychopath I'm a high-functioning sociopath!" I screamed in return. I looked around the roo. to see there was no dead body's hanging from the walls.
this started happening a lot. i heard voices inside my head and i started getting alot of headaches. my parents took me in to get checked. it came out positive. everything stopped. I over heard my parents say "she can't be schizophrenic."
after that they didn't even look at me. they shipped me off to live with my brother. he told me about a new law that was being in forced. he told me it stated "anyone under the age of 18 with any problem mental stability must be put in a hospital fitted for the degree of the problem." kinda like the book, the darkest powers. I hated the idea.
the paper work too 3 months. my brother looked for a way to get me out of this but there was nothing. when the paperwork was done, he took me to see my family. he left me with them and then had to go to work. my mother let me in the house. she looked like the old woman on american horror stories. she had short blond hair, wrinkled, and had a look of disappointment. she started screaming at me. telling me what a disgrace I was. and then told me it was my fault. "do you know how much embarrassment you are causing with the church?! you should bet ashamed!" my mother screamed. she slapped me. and then lifted me up, slapped me again and shook me. "i wish you would just die." she dropped me and looked down at me. "whore." she walked off. my brother just said there and laughed. "that's what you get for being a freak." he walked off the his bedroom. I walked up to my bedroom and got a messenger bag and filled it with books and papers and notebooks. I got my headphones out of my pocket and turned it on. I waited outside for almost an hour. kyle drove up and saw me. he jumped out of the car and said "what hapkpened?!" "mom. as lovely as ever." "baby, you got a black eye and your Cheek's cut." he got up and took me inside. "Evangeline! get out here!" kyle screamed. "kyle lovely to see you! are you coming to pick up lacy?" she asked, acting all innocent. "what did you do her?" "anything a decent human would do. I put her in her place." "if you ever touch her again, I will personally kill you." he took me in the kitchen and got arag. he wet it down and cleaned the blood off my face.
he took me by the hand and lead me out the door. "what? no goodbye?" Evangeline asked in a snarky voice. "later bitch." i said and gave her a salute. Kyle pushed me in the car and said "what the hell were you thinking?!" he asked me. "what?" i said, bored. "if you cuss one more time, you're grounded.... but that was funny." he said and i smiled. "it's a long drive. we're gonna go by a gas station and get some snacks." "i'm not crazy." i mummbled. he just looked at me and said "cup of hot chocolate and sweet and spicy chips?" i nodded. he got out of the car and quickly returned. he handed me the stuff and took a sip of the sweet liquid. i turned on my music and oblivion by bastille. i soon fell asleep.
"lacy.... come on, wake up lacy.." i heard kyle say. i slowly opened my eyes as we were pulling into a long, wodded drive way. we drove through and as the tree's disappeared, a large mansion came into veiw. it was huge. it spred longer than i can even see. (i need glasses). there was abig pond in the front with shrubs around it. it was white and beige and people were walking around. they didn't look crazy. i stepped out of the car t be greeted by a middle aged woman. she had a nice smile and looked a little like effie trinkit. "Hi. I'm Madam DeuPrey. and you must be laceil-" "it's lacy." i said back. "oh." she looked taken back. "well, lacy. this is lakeshore. i'll get someone to get your bags." "no. it's fine." i said and got them myself. all i had was my messanger bag and a box and suit case. Kyle got the box and carried it up the the mansion. i looked at the plack next to the door and it said "since 1864" it's been 151 years. this place must smell weird. "come along dear." she said. i walked up the long stairs to get to the door. i stepped inside the house.
it was even bigger on the inside. there were couches and a big chandelier hung from the ceiling. it was all fancy and i said "how do people pay for this?" "well, ever since the queen came into power, she had started fundding the program for children and teens with mental stability to have a comfterable place where the can seek the help they need." "yeah, i didn't get a word of that. big words equal's brain off." i said and Kyle shoved my arm and said "don't be rude." "the queen pays for it all so you can can have a chill life here." "ohh.... okay." "Lacy, i know you got that. your smarter than me." Kyle said. "thats why i failed last year." "you didn't do your work. all you did was read durring class." "true." "so, why don't we show you to your room." Madam DePrey said and we followed. she lead us up a long flight of stairs to the right and said "this is the girls wing. you can get your own bathroom, but you will have to share a room. there arent very many girls here, but we have learned that is is more stabl-" "big words again." i said and she looked at me. "maners." i have decided to call her Effie. "can i call you Effie? cause i'm going to." she sighed. i smiled. she lead us down a woddeden corrador and unlocked a door.
"Ashton!" she screamed at the blond headed girl sitting on her bed, looking at her laptop. "i told you to clear this up! everythings a mess! cloths are everywhere- are you listening?" the girl was unfazed. she pulled out her headphones and said "what?" "ugg! this is your room. Ashton, see me after dinner." she walked out the door and i could still hear her heels clicking. "i have to go talk to Madam DePrey. fix your attitude." Kyle said and pu my box of stufff down. "hey." Ashton said with a smile on her face. "hi." i said. "whats your name? you obviously already know mine. so whats your's?" "lacy." "cool. sorry about the mess. i took down the posters on your side of the room. but cloths are gonna be everywhere." she shrugged and said "do you listen to one direction?" i nodded. "YES! are you one of the crazy 'if anyone dates harry i will kill them' stocker type fan?" i shook my head and she smiled. "there's only one other person who listens to one direction. i mean. there not the only thing i listen t but-" "shut the hell up!" a girl screamed and ran through the door. the was pissed. she saw me and calmed down. "hi. i'm Bea. are you the new girl?" she had brown hair with carmal highlights and ombre blond at the tips. she was breathing heavy and her fists were clentched. she looked like Eleanor Calder. "i know. she lookes just like Eleanor calder. thats because this is her cousin." Bea smiled and said "yeah." how did ashton know i was thinking that? " because your thinking out loud." "no she wasn't." Bea said and i noticed them looked identical. "was it Daniel?"Ashton asked and she nodded and said "its fine. i never got your name." "Lacy." she smiled. she looked about 16. her phone rang and she picked it up. "what?!" she screamed and left. "that was probobly Daniel. she's so small, right?" Ashton said and i nodded. Aston was small too, but Bea was model small. "come on. its dinner!" i nodded and Ashot pulled me through the hall and down the stairs
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insanity
Fantasy(previously called alone) they were called crazy. labled insane. they all we're hurt. they have scars. in the end, they werent the crazy one's. (slow updates)
