I took the little girl's hand and we went back to my cell. She was dressed in a purple dress, covered in blood stains. I took my hairbrush and I brushed out the knots in her hair. She couldn't stop crying, shivering from her head to her toes.
B : I won't hurt you, I promise... I want to get out of here as much as you do.
U : Thanks... I... I should go back...
B : No... You're staying with me... What's your name?
A : Amethyst...
B : Nice to meet you, I'm Brooklyn.
She looked at my arm and noticed that I had a symbol tattooed on my shoulder. She pulled up her sleeve to show me the same symbol. Frightened, we both looked at each other.
A : You got the same tattoo as I do... I knew it! Kira ! I'm so glad that I found you !
She threw herself in my arms as her eyes turned purple. She gave me her doll and started saying some kind of incantations.
A : "From the past to the future, please bring Kira back to her nature."
"Though she tries to look her best, may her soul goes to a rest."
"Please drown her fire, she has to get a cure."
That's where I realised that Amethyst was actually a witch. According to what she had told me, she had been sent here in 1996, the year I was born, because her parents thought she was crazy.
Then, she had spent up to twelve years in that asylum, getting beaten up each and every night. I couldn't believe it ! That poor "Amethyst" girl had been raped twelve years ago and she haven't told anyone ? Woah...
She took my hand and stared at me, trying to figure out more infos about my past. I was a quiet girl, not getting in trouble, till my parents sent me to a "boarding school" in 1999. I was only three at the time... I couldn't remember much about them. They faked their deaths about five years ago, in 2009...
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Asylum For Troubled Youth
HorrorFour girls, stuck in the same asylum. Drugged and trying to find a way to escape. Then, tragedy strucks; someone dies. As Brooklyn tried to find out more informations about her past, she comes across several obstacles. But, why does everyone call he...