The New Girl in Town

Crazy Little Psychopath

Sophia POV

I bloody hate my family. Stuck in a camper van with them for 8 hours is torture. I had my slut of a mum thinking she is god’s gift doing her hair in and make up in the passenger seat and my older brother thinking he’s a formula one driver, driving at dangerous speeds down the high way. As I’m stuck in the back on the bed, looking through the sun roof at the beaming, hot sun. Thinking of the shit whole of a horror story we live in called world.

I hate the sun, I didn’t want to move from New Jersey; I liked it there. But mum can’t keep her legs fucking shut and got us kicked out, I would of prefer to live with my dad but he thinks am a psychopath because I light my teachers hair on fire, it wasn’t my fault it happened ,she was annoying me. She wanted to send me to an asylum and my dad agreed with her saying I was sick. But insteadI got given psychiatrist, but I am now 16 and in total I have had 20 psychiatrist and 5 have done suicide because they can’t “cope” with me. So this is my last chance I have been given a psychiatrist called Dr Ben Harmon and if I mess this up I will be shipped of to an asylum to rot the rest of my life away!

I known since I was little I wasn’t normal. I preferred to watch Vampire movies to Barbie. Don’t get me started on serial killers. They are so interesting I love to try and get in their head and see why they did it. I don’t care about my looks, I don’t care about what I wear and I don’t act a certain way to fit in society  I am what I am and no one can change that. That’s why I want to move back to New Jersey everyone don’t give a fuck about anything there; here that's all what people think about, their hair always have to be the best, wear the latest fashion and pick on the people weaker in the school chain and I hate it it’s like a twisted horror show. But lucky for me I don’t have to go to school because I am supposedly “unstable” and a health risk. So am stuck with a “special teacher” to home school me.

I’m pull put out of my thoughts by the van going up on the curb next to our new home. I can see the sold sign hanging in the beaming sun on the front lawn. I slowly make my way out the camper stretching my muscles from the long journey. As I look up I am star struck at this amazing house, it’s a work of heart, I am so caught up in looking at the house, I miss my mum acting like the slut walking up to the house with boxes.Instead I look at the front lawn and  look at is the beautiful roses and how the dew drops shine on them in the sunlight making them look like diamonds. But I am soon brought out of wonderland by my brother calling me a freak and telling me to get inside before I scare the street. I swear I just really want to kill him he is so annoying, always taking the mick out of me and never getting in trouble because he’s a mummy’s boy.

Quickly to get in the house to choose my bedroom and go I decide get my box’s, but as I go and pick one up I swear I can feel eyes on me coming from the attic. But I shruged it off and walk up to the house.