Prologue

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"We need to keep her away from them."
'Keep me away from who?'
"We need to stop her from being like them."
'Stop me from being like who?'

"She needs to be kept in the west wing and they will stay in the East."

'Who am I being kept apart from? Why do I need to be kept apart from them?'

'"She was in the kitchen the other day and she was playing around with the knifes."

'What's wrong with having interest with knifes?'

"She started wearing sunglasses and acting funny."

'So? What's wrong with the way I act and dress?'

"She is really like them."

'Then why can't I see them if I'm like them?'

"She needs to be kept away, she must not know about them, it's bad enough they know about her."

'They never see me listening, I do know there are others here...just not their names.'

"Maybe we should send her away."

'Send me to where?'

"Maybe it's for the best. We should try...no we have to stop her from acting like them."

'Why can't you see, this is who I am! You can't change me!'

"It's for the best."

'You'll never understand, you never will.'

'Run, run, run.'
Don't stop
Don't look back

Why me? Am I going insane.
'Listen to the wind, the voices in your head. You'll slowly slip away from us, away from sanity, your sanity.'

Keep it up keep going. Go, run, hide.

'The Instaity will get a hold of you and never let go, it will keep that tight grip on your wrist.'

'Where are we going? Where is mama taking me? Why was papa on the floor with red paint at his neck? Why was I covered in that red paint? and who where those other two little boys in the living room?'

"You take care, you will be with a different family."

Come and join us in the dark, were the walls are painted red and the sky is black as coal. Your finger tips will be cold as ice. Join us on the dark side, we're all insane over here.

Tap, tap, tap.

'There is that tapping noise, again. '

Your saintiy is slipping, you are being sent away for who you are!

'Help me! Someone, anyone!'

Walking down a foot path you were lead to a big house. You and your mama travel across the world to get here, she said you would be 'safe'.

"Now [Y/N], be a good girl for mama," she spoke to me, placing a bag next to me and knocking on the door to the big house.

"Goodbye little one," and with that, mama turned around and left me there. She left me here all alone. That is what It was like before anyway.

'Knock, knock~ we are here for you.'

A small boy, only a little bit older than me opened the door.
His eyes are a deep red, I like the colour red.

Sick twisted smiles always come into view.

Another boy stepped out, purple eyes this one had, very pretty.

Then two more people came into view, they only look one or two years older then I am.
"Oh hello, you must be our new guest," the shorter one of the two older boys said. He has strawberry pink hair and baby blue eyes
The boy standing next to him had messy blonde hair and a blank expression on his face.

"Come on in, we will show you to your room~" the one that had just spoke is very cheerful. This place is strange but I like it.
I may never know you those two figures where but this is my new home now and I like it already~

'We'll come a knock on your door
For the future holds something greater, and the past will be bitter sweet'

And that is where my sinister life began~

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