Madeline

After deeply pondering Salty Potato's mental stability, I felt rather bad. Like really bad. Salty Potato witnessed her parents' death and murdered the killers at the young age of merely eight, and Wintermint Cookie had the burden of her so-called "gift". She could see snippets of the future, but these snippets also could drive her insane if she was not careful with them. Her parents were killed when she was seven years old. Ten years ago. Ten years have passed and I can tell that she is still in pain. While I, on the other hand, have both my parents alive and well. Nothing really horrid has ever happened to me compared to everyone else, I'm practically untouched by sorrow. I have a perfect life, practically nothing bad like Winterwint Cookie or Salty Potato.

The voice spoke in my head "Please...you believe you haven't seen pain?" it purred, "haven't seen bloodiness, violence and sorrow?"

I knew what this was and hated myself for it. Go away go away go away.

"Please, darling, I don't go away that easily''

Memories of people with crossed out faces flashed and flowed in my mind,

"Let me remind you, my sweet, what you've seemed to have forgotten."

Words like liar, terrible, monster, killer. After the Accident, there had been much talk about whether or not such a budding young serial killer should be Queen. Before all that talk was dismissed I went through my kingdoms wrath. Falling to my knees, I began to cry in big ugly gasps.

"See, darling, you have as much pain as they do."

No, I don't go away no I don't GO AWAY.

"I've made my point seen here darling. Be a dear and remember this lesson, won't you? And if you think you haven't experienced pain, you should know the pain that you caused me.'' It was an accident..an accident..she ran while I was shooting..ha. I could imagine what she would say, "an accident that killed me.''