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The preacher droned on with his speach of how my sisters fiance was a fair strong boy for his age. I look at my sister, who was so perky and happy, was now crying and dull. I couldn't do much since I was as dull too. He was a great friend and I couldn't bear my sister marrying anyone other then him. We walked back as I thought it might be a way to clear her mind just then we heard a yelp from an upcoming alleyway. I urged her not to go, but she did. A little after she ran in it became all to quiet. I went to go see if she was ok, but to be met with a brutal sight, she layed beheaded on the stone floor along with another girl. I ran back to the mansion and got the police I told them what happened and, since I was still so young ,around 10, they didn't believe me. I told everyone, but to no avail they thought I was crazy because..........I didn't have a sister
They sent me to a scyciatric hospital in norway. No one believed i had a sister. I went nuts and I needed help they said. Now because of that day, I lay here alone with none to help me, no one to listen. In compleatly broken. Crying once again in the broken asylum they put me in 50 years ago, a lonely spirit walking through the cracked and shattered hallways. I roamed my home for decades. It would be less boring if I had a friend but they all left before the bomb. Only I was left. I roamed to the main room, witch had a big hole in the front of it because of the bomb. I headed a noise from outside it was like someone was running. There was a girl running into my asylum. She looked like my sister. I fallowed the girl until she met a ditch. She had nowhere else to run to or hide. Just then I heard scrapping and heavy footsteps. The girl looked so terrified, it was almost hilarious. Aside from that, I floated to the darkness of the room so I wouldn't be seen by the predator. He was quiet handsome aside from his malicious grin. I watched him as he pulled the poor girl apart and stuffed her with candy like a pinata. i giggled and clapped when he was done.
"looks like i had an audiance" he said turning his head my way as i stepped out of the shadows."whats a pretty girl like you doing here?" he asked i then summoned a note pad and scribbled on it. it read:
My name is (y/n) i live here. the people who lived here with me took my voice away so i cant talk. but they're gone because of the bomb.
he looked at me after reading the note. "you live here?" he asked i nodded." well it seems lonely, its mostly together exept the forum and compleatly hidden by trees." he looked like he was thinking as he turned to me." how many rooms is there?" he asked me as i thought. i suddenly poofed to another room. i came back with the asylum plans. " 500 rooms, just what we needed." i looked at him confused for a minute." oh um, my friends are looking for a place to stay and we were chased out of our last home, do you mind if we move in here do you?" i pondered for a minute and scribbled down something.
as long as they dont go to the room in the tower, #501 thats mine
he looked at me then nodded. "agreeable terms, is that all?" i nodded my head. " where are my manners, sorry, im laughing jack, or l.j. for short." he said as he kissed my hand. i giggled as he turned to leave. " ill be back tomarrow with some people and supplies to fix this up, see ya (y/n)" he said and i waved him goodbye as he left. i wont be lonely anymore starting tomarrow. i smiled and floated to my room.
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i wanna make a part two for this.........can i?
(school and family, thats why i was late but ill update more offten)
