Anjelica and Anna

Chapter 5:Anna

It's my 8th birthday and the house I used to know has feels more like a prison than a home I'm always under watch by my warden Anjelica. The walls are stained red and black and a feeling of darkness and reavels some of the darks parts of myself. I'm trying to hold onto my sanity because I know what Anjelica is trying to do she's trying to make me snap. She's trying to make me like her. I still go to school but no one knows what is really happening people still think that my dad. That couldn't be thurther from the truth my farther was this in the village cemetery less than 2 years ago we even had to lie to the police saying that we where attacked by a person who broke into our house
and killed dad and that we couldn't see his face. These big lies make me feel more like my sister not caring about my actions and not caring how it will effect other people even when that person is themself. I can't believe how much I've changed this year last year I was afraid of my sister this year I am afraid of myself. My smile gets creeper and I have became more ruthless. Anjelica training saids I should be a fiers brutal I have became more tolerant of blood and gore I almost find it fascinating. I have even faintly started hearing voices that taunt me taught me to do bad things things that no sane person would do but yet for some reason I call myself sane well at least more sane than my sister but realistic where just as bad as one enougher. Ok I amit it she's broke me shattered me I even said that I love her. How have I been subjude so esilly there must be some other way that she's curuped my mind.