Adopted By Sarah Paulson

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Kayla's P.O.V:

Another day passed in this stupid orphanage, no new homes have come to pick us up. By us I mean me and stupid hoe Stephanie. She's the stupidest bitch ever she doesn't know what a pro bono is but she is like my cousin and all of our family died like every single person because someone murdered them and she is my only family. We've been through a lot of foster homes, none of them wanted to keep us because of Stephanie that crazy bitch. She sets things on fire, and threatens people a lot and things like that. But she is my only family and I think I would miss her if she died.

Stephanie's P.O.V:

I woke up to see Kayla on the other side of the room sitting on her bed on her phone. I yawned and threw a plate at her, good thing it was a paper plate though because it hit her in the face. "K?" I screamed, and banged my head on the cushioned wall. I have schizophrenia and a bunch of other mental illnesses but not anything that has to do with memory, no, my memory is fucking amazing. I also have bronchitis and tuberculosis sometimes and shit like that but it always goes away. "What?" Kayla asked, I cackled. "I don't know." I replied, suddenly feeling sad. I feel really sad about all my maladies and myself sometimes but one of the nuns here in the orphanage just tells me that they're what make me special. Kayla's mean sometimes but it's okay I guess because I'm mean first and I always get my revenge especially when she sleeps at night. Like that time I pretended to be scared of a storm and went to her bed and pretended to have night terrors and sleep talk and sleep walk and sleep paralysis. Then I chased her all around the room crawling on the floor. There wasn't even a storm I think. The other nuns are scared of me, I'm not really sure why though.