[ Belladonna's Point of View ]
Living in isolation is quite lovely. I would rather live alone than live with abusive, negligent people who don't even care about me.Now I'm all alone. All I have to do in this life is to live.Memento vivere, Belladonna.I never had anyone by my side. Even my parents abandoned me. My aunt tried to kill me. I guess I'm not deserving to be loved.I'm fully aware that I'm mature for my age. Being a seven-year-old kid but having a mind of an adult is exhausting, I must admit.I never experienced playing with friends or at a playground or even running around fields.I'm always at home reading books while my parents create chaos in this mansion.I am also aware that I don't, or I can't feel any emotions. My feelings are numb.I don't know why I'm not like any other person, but I guess my past has significantly impacted who I am today[ Belladonna's Point of View ] It was already dark outside when we finished reading tons of books. Some guy needs to go home now. "Uhm, it's actually five pm. You better go home now." I told the boy beside me who was sulking while reading a horror book. He looked at me with sleepy eyes and stood up. "Thank you for today, Uhm, what's your name?" He said. Oh, we don't know each other's names yet? Definitely not. "I'm Belladonna. You can call me Bella." I told him. "Hmm, I prefer calling you Donna." Donna? How hideous! "Don't call me that!" I jeered. "Anyways, I'm Jameson." He looked at me, placed both hands inside his pocket, and started to do little sways. "Okay," I replied shortly. I don't need his name anyway. "I'll get going then, goodbye! Invite me again next time!" I came with him to the front doo
[ Belladonna's Point of View ]The policemen interrogated me about what happened last night. The guy was revealed to be Melinda's best friend, who is in love with her.I told the police that I was a victim and the guy planned to kill me too.When they asked me where the gunshot in the guy's hand came from, I told them it was probably from a fight he had before he came here.Thankfully, I left the gun inside the cabinet, and they didn't find it.The policemen believed every single thing I said, of course.Some adults are really gullible and easy to manipulate.If we think that children are innocent and know nothing about the world, think twice.I'm kind of tired and exhausted witnessing deaths in my life, but it makes me somehow satisfied.Very satisfied."Bella!" Jameson called me right after the policemen finished asking me senseless questions.
[Belladonna's Point of View] People say that November is when spirits come back to the world to meet their loved ones. I don't believe in ghosts. If there were any, I guess mom and aunt Melinda would haunt me right at this very moment. To be honest, ghosts aren't scary at all. Humans are a lot scarier, living life like dead people. I'm looking for an outfit to wear because Jameson asked me to a Halloween party tonight. I guess we'll go trick or treating to different homes just like what chocolate-faced kids do. Then I found this cute orange pumpkin dress with wings. It's not so attractive but acceptable enough, I guess. The police permitted me to go out as long as we wouldn't go far away from the neighborhood. I grabbed a lamp and a basket to place the treats we were gonna get. Should I get my gun? Nevermind. I went outside and saw Jameson waiting for
[ Belladonna's Point of View ]Another day, another reason for me to survive.The policemen already left weeks ago since they've been guarding the mansion, and nothing suspicious is happening for a month.Now that I'm all alone again, I feel like something's going to happen this day.I'm looking forward....Knock. Knock. Knock.Who's it this time? Now that the policemen left?Is it Jameson? He didn't visit me for days.I slowly opened the door and saw a familiar guy.It's the devil.He still has the guts to come into this mansion he abandoned?"Hi, Donna, my dearest daughter. Have you missed papa?" He uttered typically without even feeling a pang of single guilt.I just stared at him blankly since I didn't feel anything. Neither anger, despair, nor pain. Zilch."Won't you let me inside our home?"When he
[ Belladonna's Point of View ] The scorching sun met my skin as I awake from a deep sleep. What happened yesterday? Right, I told Jameson that my 'parent' was getting me, and he told me to call him anytime I needed help. Well, I don't need his help, but it might be of use. However, I don't have a phone. I started to pack my things up and bought the necessary items. Oh right, the gun. Sometimes, people give things to others that they will regret in the future. So never give anything you will regret. ... "There you are, Bella. Let's go! I'm sure you will be excited to see your new home." The devil came to pick me up. As I went outside the mansion, I looked back and smirked. That mansion is where everything began. I never spoke a word or two when the devil was driving his car. I feel like this car would
[ Belladonna's Point of View ] What the heck? There are cameras hidden all over my room. I also checked the bathroom, and there were some. Why did I only notice it now? Ugh! It's been three days since Angel placed these cameras here, but she's not coming home yet. That brat, I'll torture her once she comes home. I removed all cameras I saw and crushed them. This isn't good. "Hey, woman!" I went out of my room and called for the devil's wife. "Oh, Bella! You finally came out of that room! Come on and get some sunshine." "What are these?" I showed her the crushed pieces of cameras. She looked at it and looked back at me, then looked at it again and back at me. "Hahaha! It's just been three days since they started monitoring you, and you found those immediately? That's crazy!" "What are you up to?" "That's a secret.
[ Belladonna's Point of View ]Knock. Knock. Knock"Hey, Honey! Bella! Are you guys done already?"Finally, you're here, papa."Oh, hi Bella! Where's your mom? How did the business go?""Hmm, it's a success!" I smiled at him."You seem really happy. Why won't you let me in?""Oh, sure."I opened the door widely, and he was immediately startled by what he saw."Oh my goodness! Honey! Jessa! Jessa, who did this to you?!"He slowly looked at me with his eyes fuming in anger."You did this? Did you do this!?""Whoa, slow down, buddy. Yes, I did that, and what's the matter? Hahaha! Do you know her reaction was so funny? She's so scared and te-""Shut up, you little brat! We let you stay here for you to live a comfortable life, and you're doing this to us?!"Oh, my. Jackson's coming near me.
[ Jameson's Point of View ]I've never thought I would experience this kind of stupefying event ever in my life.Bella, she's been the first person I considered a friend - aside from my sister.I told her I would do anything to help her out. She's been experiencing a lot of traumatic and agonizing situations at a young age.One day, she asked for help from me. I was so happy because I could at least prove myself worthy of a friend.I'm a techy person. I can hack some websites and get information that isn't supposed to be revealed.Bella asked for help from me to gather information about Fatima, her stepmother. I just followed her because I didn't have any idea about what was up in her sleeves.After that, she told me to watch and record the maltreatment of her parents, but I never thought it would be and end horribly.I've seen everything. I don't know what to do