They don't know ME. Nobody knows ME. I know myself and my inner demons. They are the only people i have left....
Strangers think i'm quite.
My friends think i'm outgoing
My Demons KNOW I'm not insane....I'm not Crazy....Their real....I'm not Insane ......I am just.........Mentally Creative!


6. Asylum

After Father was killed and I wrote on the wall, i went upstairs to hear quite muffling inside mom's room. That's not good not at ALL! Slowly I walked over to the room and listened as close as my ears could, which was pretty good.

"Yes Please come get her!" My mother's voice rang though the room as I slowly opened the door so she couldn't hear me.

"Yes Her Name is Thorn Iverson. She's my daughter a-and she killed my h-husband...Please get her....." Mother pleaded into the phone and rung up with a quite 'thank you'. I have a bad feeling about who she just called. I couldn't give up, she had to die. I walked into the room like a normal girl, twirling the knife in my hand skillfully (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/be/45/49/be45495459175ffb1b8dc901523b9dab.gif)  Mother turned to me with wide fearful Blue eyes. 

"T-Thorn......Hey sweetie.." Mother said her voice uneasy as she stood up from her position on the carpet floor.

"Hi M-mother........" I grinned. My teeth making her shake in fear and held her hands to her chest in a fist. "Guess what?" I said with false excitement leaning to her, eyes wide with insanity. I'm not Insane though.

"Y-Yes?" Her voice was fear filled like it should be. "G-Goodnight." I grinned even more if possible and stabbed the knife clean through her neck. Mother choked on blood and tried to spit it out but i held her mouth shut, then I got an idea. I saw some needle and thread and looked to her. She was still alive, barely and I grabbed the needle with the thick black thread attached and put it to her mouth.

"This w-will surely s-shut you up." I then gabbed the needle through her bottom lip and then pulled till the small ball and into her top lip and started sewing her lips together so she cant scream out.

"T-There we g-go! Now your q-q-quite, M-mother!" My arm kept on twitching and I grinned as I took the knife out of her neck and licked the blood off the blade. It was a nice taste so I put my head to the hole in her neck and licked off all the blood, afterwards running cold water over the blood covered knife so my DNA wasn't detected. That would be bad, now wouldn't it? 

Before anything i should burn the gloves and drop the knife. Besides eve if I was caught, i was to young to be put in jail so i'll go somewhere else for sure. I wasn't sure how long I was thinking for, it must have been a good while cause before i knew it, two men had my arms behind my back. I didn't hear them come in the room, nor less the front door opening!

I turned my head and snapped my mouth open and tried to bite down on something or somebody, no luck.

"Thorn Iverson, correct?" A man walked in black hair back with a clipboard. I only growled in response. 

"Ah, yes. You are Thorn then. I'm sorry to inform you but we have been called to take you to a place to help you." The man smiled with closed eyes. "Oh and I am Mr. Locket." Locket held out his hand and i growled again before he laughed taking his hand back, "Right you cant Ms. Iverson." Mr. Locket walked out the door stopping to see my Mothers dead, eaten body with a hint of sadness, making the cross on his body, head, chest, left shoulder, right shoulder, and walked off nodding his head for the men to follow him.

I could tell this was gonna take a long time. Outside people were gathered around the small house i use to live in with fear and worry, as soon as they saw me some looked away, in shock, or glared at my blood stained mouth. Then my red eyes looked to the males i met on the road to my house. The taller male looked at me in shock, the one with glasses looked away and gagged. I was tossed into a white van the men grabbing each of my hands and grabbed a chain for the roof of the van and hooked them to my wrist and feet, then jumped out, slamming the doors shut leaving me in the darkness.

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