What drove me to my Insanity

Introduction

Opening song^^^ (I don't own that vid just thought that it would go good for this story... If it belongs to you the your awesome the anime is called Tokyo Ghoul)

(Just skip to next chapter it's just about how she got inside the orphanage)

My name is Blake,

I live in an orphanage because the goverment took me from my family. It's okay though... It's not like I was honorably taken care of, no love and care or person to go to when I felt scared. Its probably why I don't get scared easily, and the main reason why I don't show much emotion.

I'm sure you guys are curious. So I'll be straight up. I wasn't taken from my home because of mistreatment from my parents.... It was more of some sorta neglect, they didn't really pay attention to me.

Sure I was fed, bathed, clothed and what not. But they never spent time with me or attended anything that involved my education, they would stay over night for work, sometimes they would even leave the country without even telling me. Only leaving me with money and a fridge filled to the brink.

You wouldn't think that isn't so bad, but I guess our neighbors thought that leaving your 9 year old child home alone since she started 1st grade was bad.

They reported it and when I went home one day I see a 3 cars in the drive way. Two I recognized as my parents and an unfamiliar black one. Being it was my birthday you would think they had decided to have a birthday party for me for once, and I would be happy. But I felt nothing... And once I got in the house two men's dressed in black stood there... waiting. I didn't fight when they told me to get in the car. They just took me to my grandmothers house... that's where things starts getting... violent.

My grandmother was a pure christian, catholic, what ever the hell she was I just new the bitch was crazy. She was literally obsessed with Jesus. I mean she had a closet stuffed with him.

Anyway she had me home schooled, said most the kids there are a bunch of sins, and I would normally reply "Every child is a gift bastard or not." And she would beat me with the bible. If I did something wrong she would throw me in the closet and lock me in there, with only this small dim light that only gave me the ability to see Jesus face on the picture that always was in front of me, I couldn't see the bible that was next to me though... she would tell me to pray, pray for heavens forgiveness.

One day it was bible time, it was my birthday... which is one of the reasons I don't celebrate it is because each time I think it's a celebration it's just hells gates opening up a bit more for me to enter. My grandmother decided since I was turning 13 I should be baptized.

But this woman was loco, crazy, nuts, a psycho, scratch that a psychotic son of a bitch! This woman thought that the original baptism was wrong,so she came up with her own version. She told me that it was safe and that she did it to herself, said "Don't I look normal." I was going to say no but I didn't want to get my ass wiped by the lords book then thrown into the closets, which by then my eyes had gotten use to. She stripped me of my clothes and had me to lay down on a stretcher, or what ever the hell you call those tables that straps you down. She took a silver cross from out of boil holy water and placed it in the center of my chest. Might I say after that I wanted nothing to do with this mad woman. I prayed, I prayed and prayed. If god brought me into this world he could take me out..... right??? Yes I was literally pray for death to consume me. God answered my prayers.... but not my wishes. The silver cross soaked in boil hot holy water turned black, it sunk into my skin leaving a mark.... My eyes felt weird, I thought I had something in it but my grandmother cleared that up for me.

"YOU DEMON!" She yelled.

She started throwing holy water around while shouting random lines of the bible. "Our Father, Who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy Name; I command thee in the name of Jesus Christ to come out of her!" When nothing happened my grandmother stalked towards the desk. I looked at her confused. "Just like I thought, you are not one of gods beings, you are an impure mistake placed onto this world. And as the child of god I will not let you put to waste what Jesus has done for us." She lifted up a knife, dipping it in that still boiling hot water, she charged at me. I guess you could say I bolted out the doors, and apparently a naked 13 year old girl running down the street could not go unnoticed as her schizo grandmother chased her down the street shouting. "THIS SIN SHALL NOT GO UNDONE! YOUR SINS SHALL NOT GO UNDONE!! " I was confused of what just happened, but I did know that, that woman wanted me dead and I wasn't gonna die. But like I said people noticed and called the cops. Her last words to me was. "You hold the devil in your hands but not kill it, your sins shall come forth when god sends Jesus you scornful brute. She is the holder of the one god did not except, if I don't killer her then she will killer herself." The cops closed the doors and pulled off....

(The grandma looks like carries mom...)