Adopted By Sarah Paulson

W. Hat

Many years later...

Stephanie's P.O.V:

Today was really boring. It's been too long, so many years bruh. Like Kayla and I are seventeen now, and I doubt we'll ever get adopted. But we'll be out of here soon. I've stopped taking all those random pills and taking all the other patients pills instead of them taking their pills, but now I'm addicted to all sorts of shit which sucks don't HMU but at least I've been cured of my schizophrenia, multiple personality disorder, and most of my mental illnesses. I dropped almost all my friends and I think I'm a witch, because I'm super intuitive like really intuitive bruh.

Bruh bruh it's like 2013 RN so YUH UH UH I'm so done being here. Also Kayla and I had to move (after I apparently broke some camels back with a straw or some shit like that) to some nice places after we turned 15. There was this cool place called Briarcliff Manor it was pretty sick there and I'm sure that I'd been there before maybe in a past life or subconsciously I don't know, then there was this place in Lucia called Lucia State Hospital it was fun there as well.

Now we're at some random orphanage again so fucking boring. I feel bad for Kayla she doesn't have to babysit me anymore and I always tell her that we can be separated now but she says that we have to stick together which is bullshit because I'm independent and can live on my own but I guess I appreciate her being there for me because she's always been here making sure I didn't die and kill myself or kill anyone until I did kill someone but that was an accident and that's what I told everyone and they believed me dumb bitches but that bitch deserved it. Anyway so now I guess she's just looking out for me making sure I don't die because I don't feel like killing myself anymore my times gonna come and when it does I ain't missing it or saying pass.

I've also stopped doing stupid shit I only do it occasionally. Like I learned how to sneak out and I don't tell or bring Kayla with me because she'd probably do something dumb so that I couldn't be able to anymore. Like this one time I went to this sick old freak show camp ground which was all abandoned and shit then there was this other time where I came across some hidden underground school for delusional little boys who thought they had powers like fucking Carrie like what losers am I right. Then there was this cool little house in Los Angeles it was so twee and there was this hawt girl there she looked like Tissue Farmgay and she walked through a fucking wall so I think I was high. I also met this edgy guy named Tit or something like that.

Another time I went to this hotel on Halloween I'm pretty sure it was haunted I don't know though there were some cool people there, like a bunch of dead serial killers. I swear Lady Gaga was there at the hotel too she was super hot but I don't know if it was really her I was very drunk. There was also this fun dude with a moustache he was role playing as some guy from the thirties maybe I think because he had the coolest accent and this fucking amazing hat that he wouldn't let me try on.

And just recently I went to this camp, everyone was dressed like they were in the eighties and we partied all night then I went back to the orphanage. Then again it could've all been a dream or I shifted or astral projected to all those places they seemed incredibly familiar as well. They were also really fucking far and I'm pretty sure I just walked so I probably just made it all up. BROOKIE COOKIE IS SO HOT.

Kayla's P.O.V:

"WAIT A DAMN FUCKING MINUTE." I heard Stephanie say. Over the past few years she'd gotten better I'd say, however there was still a bit of her old self that just wouldn't go away.

"AND THE STUFF OH NO." I looked over to her bed, she was sleeping. At least she's stopped doing stuff like setting my bed on fire.

I think it was because she went to jail for a couple of days after killing some chick with a stolen car or something like that (I never got the whole story and for some reason she didn't talk about it) and didn't want to risk going "back to that hellhole" (as she said) again. I can never know with this bitch.

"Stephanie you're asleep." I said. "No you." she muttered, I sighed.