The house of madness

Chapter one.

Hailey crawled out of bed slowly and gazed at herself in the mirror. A girl about eighteen reflected her. The girl had half of her hair dyed magneta and the other half dyed dark purple and on the edges of her hair it was blonde which was her actual color hair. Her lips had a dark blood red lipstick slathered on them and her eyes were a bright hazel. Her skin was as paler than a ghost. Hailey separated her hair into two sections and out them up into braided pigtails. Hailey gave her reflection a crooked smile. “Hailey you need to pull yourself together.” She told herself, her voice was very high pitched, had sort of a Australian accent and was almost childish. Her reflection grinned back at her. “Oh but Hailey, you know we’re broken. You can’t fix that can you?” Her reflection asked. Hailey gave a high pitched giggle. “No, what was I thinking? We’re better this way.” Hailey and her reflection burst out laughing hysterically. They laughed and laughed until finally they had to stop to catch their breath. “Oh we’re such good friends!” Hailey said. “You mean YOU are such a good friend.” Her reflection replied. Hailey’s grin faded. “You know, you talk entirely to much to yourself.” A deep bass voice behind her said. Hailey turned and looked at Brutus. “Brutus, you know I don’t have a lot of friends!” Hailey said. Brutus raised a eyebrow. “You have me.” Brutus said. Hailey went over to him and hugged him. “You’re right Brutus. You’re my only friend, not even Marv is my friend.” Hailey said. Brutus raised a paw and patted her gently on the back. “There, there.” He said. A knock suddenly sounded on her door. “Hailey! Your…father wants to see you!” A man said on the other side of the door. Hailey’s face lit up. “Ok Marv!” She called. A grunt sounded from the other side of the door. He hated when she called him that in fact he hated her but couldn’t hurt her because then Hailey’s father would hurt him. Hailey loved annoying “Marv” as she called him.

In another room of the dark gloomy castle Hailey’s father sat on a black throne. He fingered the chair’s smooth armrest and thought about the past when he was young….

-SunnyFox57