My name is Sky, not really but thats what I go by. My parents names me Elizabeth Skylar Prescott. So let's get this straight - Elizabeth is weak, shy, and submissive, she's whereas an easy target for the nurses. Sky is strong, bold, devilish, dark, and dominant, she rules this body now.

Not to mention she likes watching people get revenge, causing people lr seeing people in pain just is pleasureable to her in more ways than one. So I've practically grown up in the asylum - I was dropped off when I was six years old and now I'm twenty one.

I see ghosts, I can speak with them, I can feel them. I can see how, when, and where someone will sure by merely touching them. I cut, a lot. On my left forearm I have cut, 'do you see what I see?' and my right arm is full of random cuts in different directions.

I have ice blue eyes and brunette shoulder length hair. I stand about five feet four inches and weigh about one hundred and twenty pounds. I'm slender with curves in the right places to drive men crazy. I was tired of this, being thrown into a cold dark room with no bed for hours, days, or weeks because I defended myself against one of the male nurses advances yet again.

Were they still too stupid to see the abuse they put us through when it wasn't our fault we were like this? I thought I was perfectly normal, I mean, sure...I saw, felt, and spoke with dead people, with spirits. I had different sides to me, and I could see how, when, and where someone would die just by touching them.

The staff hated me because I found it fun to taunt them, they were scared of me because of what I did to myself. In my left arm, I cut into my skin along my wrist and forearm 'Do you see what I see?' and my right arm was full of random cuts in different directions.

I would cut with whatever I found that I could cut into my skin with. As the metal door opened, I dropped my head, allowing my brunette shoulder length hair to fall into my eyes as to shield them from the sudden light coming in through the doorway. "Lets go, I'm sure you learned your lesson this time, Elizabeth." The male doctor muttered, somewhat uninterested as he said my first name causing me to glare coldly at him.

"My name isn't Elizabeth! Its Sky god damnit! Elizabeth is weak - I'm in control fuck head!" I snapped as I walked pasted him after getting to my feet. My mind was racing with the sudden contact from new spirits, telling me what happened to them and who did it. I would take care of them later, right now I merely wanted revenge on the male nurse who tried raping me this time.

And I felt that my revenge would come, though I may not be the one to beat him and make him bleed out. I slowly began down the hall, the opposite way the nurse who had released me was. The stupid newbie had no idea what he was doing, more focused on his clipboard.