tHe InSAniTy GAmeS- Chapter 1

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HELLLlloooOO!! My Watty Readerss!! I know I usually say something at the end, but I have to tell all you something! Well actually 2 things!

1) For the next few Chapters I will be doing some background information on all the characters, I promise I will get back to the 'games' But I just wanted everyone to know a little bit more of everyone! So please DO NOT discourage the series!!!

2) Alrightie! I met my Wattpad BESTIE her name is mem4life, and even though her stories are a different genre from mine, you have to check out her stories!!! GOOO GOOO, DO IT!!!!  O-O

I dedicated this chapter for her also, cuz she's AW-SO-ME xD ( and sorry if this story is really gruesome)

REMEBER PEOPLE! If you have a sensitive stomach DO NOT READ IT INSTEAD TAKE A LOOK AT MY OTHER NON-GRUESOME STORIES!!! Thank you!

Now let's get along with the story......

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(CaDY’s StoRY)

‘ Well mom I’m off!’ I said cheerfully, but I knew it didn’t matter, my mom was a hopless drunk afterall. I looked into her room. It was pitch black and I could smell the cheap alcohol and the throw up made from the same substance. She was lying on the ground lying on top of her own filth. How disgusting.

‘You disgust me.’ I spat. I pulled the curtains so the sun would force her to wake up. Behind the blood-shotness of her eyes I could see the feelings of sadness, or maybe it was just the alcohol?

I gave up trying to figure which.

‘Ca-Ca—dy—‘ she tried to say, I could see the sweat  on her face her lond wavy, unruly hair sticking onto her face and her chest. Her brown eyes reflected and I could see myself. I could see myself in her. I immediately left, but stopped short at the door of our crappy house that was on the outskirts of town.

I was always late to school, but it wouldn’t matter. The ‘games’ wouldn’t start no matter what. It made sure that all the students were there.

And if you’re wondering, ‘Gee why can’t the people just cut class?’ or ‘ Why don’t they just not go to school?’

Well, people could cut class, since the game starts as the bell rings, long explanation and a head ache cut short, no one could escape the ‘games’ everyone was in it.

You know, so no one feels left out.

And if you tried to quit school, let’s just say, the ‘games’ would come to you. In the most gruesome way possible, the ‘games’ were used as a sort of pride thing I guess. Yeah, the way my mother shows pride, what the hell? The ‘game was a joke.

A sick joke. What a disgusting life I live—‘ Hey! Cady!’ a girl with blonde bouncy hair said. Damn, what was her name again? I put a fake smile on my face and said ‘Hey gurl!’

I walked into the school, chains on my hips and a gun in my inner jacket pocket. I was ready to fight and kill in a heartbeat. It was then I ran into Karen Kuroi. A Japanese girl, who was in the same class as me, but we never really talked much.

The blonde bimbo kept talking to me until Karen spat out, ‘Move it you bimbo, I have business with Cady.’ The blonde girl gave her an eye roll and whispered ‘Freak’ then walked away.

‘You ok with that?’ I asked.

‘Yeah, well obvious she’s going to die in the ‘games’ ‘. Karen said easily.