The rain poured down on our little car, driving up the country lane. I could see the old building just ahead. Behind big iron gates. So this was my new home, the asylum.
"Mary, you're going to like it here, they'll take good care of you," My mother said with a smile.
"My name is Alice, and you're only forcing me to go here because you're scared of the future," I retorted.
"We're not scared of the future Mary, we just think it's best if you're treated here," My father said.
I wasn't scared of this... place. I knew it was coming. My parents were embaressed that I could see the future so they're sticking me here. I could see it. The big iron gates were open by the time we reached it. We drove up the gravel path leading to the big, haunting building. There was a woman standing in the doorway but it was too hazy to make out her features. If she was anything like the 'treatments' in here, she was cruel. Suddenly the car halted to a stop and my parents got out. I watched them walk up to the building and I exited the car reluctantly. I wasn't allowed to bring anything here. They were given to me. I walked slowly up the stone stairs to the woman. My parents were already talking to her. She was old with a long grey dress that came just above her ankles. Her blue grey eyes were like a hawks, it would be hard to do anything and get away with it under her watch. She had a big smile plastered on her face. She was so fake.
"I'm sure Mary Alice will fit in just fine here," the woman said to my parents, blind to the fact I was standing behind them.
"My name is Alice," I said from behind my parents.
"Hello, Alice, I'm Victoria Bradbury, but you call me Miss Bradbury," she introduced herself.
"Pleasure to meet you," I said without feeling.
"Well, I'll let you say your goodbyes and I'll show you to your room."
I turned to face my parents. My mother looked like she was about to cry.
"Mother, don't cry you'll see me again," I said with a reassuring smile, "And Father, when I do see you again I promise not to tell you about my premonitions."
My mother grabbed my hand and hugged me tight while my father just ruffled my short, black, spiky hair. I looked through the big wooden doors and stared at the dark entrance, my dark future, then I looked back at my parents.
"I'll see you soon," I said as they walked down the stairs, looking back every few seconds.
I sucked in a breath and turned back to face the entrance. I strode in, trying not to cry. Miss Bradbury was standing by a big staircase, leading to sheer terror. She started to walk silently up the stairs and I followed, too scared to speak. When I looked back at the big wooden doors they were closed. When did that happen? We were walking down a white hallway, past many closed doors. Just then a girl ran out of one screaming with delight. She was tall with long brown hair and delicate features, she was very pale. I had saw her in one of my visions, we would be good friends.
"Alyssia! Don't throw water over me!" She shouted through the door, then blushing when she saw Miss Bradbury and me.
"Oh, hello," she said smiling at me,"My names Annette, are your Mary Alice Brandon right? The new girl?"
"Yes, I know your name,"I said laughing slightly.
"I forgot you saw the future, how very interesting, I hope to see you again Mary Alice."
"Just call me Alice, and we'll see each other again, you're in some of my classes."
"Hey! Alyssia! Just met the new girl! Y'know, Mary Alice," I heard Annette say to her roomate.
"Ditzy girl," Miss Bradbury muttered.
We stopped at the end of the hall in front of a closed white door. Miss Bradbury twisted the handle and stepped inside.
"Miss Huntly! Whatever are you doing sleeping?! You know you're meant to be doing something but sleeping! If you're tired go to sleep earlier and if you're bored read or do something useful!" Miss Bradbury shouted.
The girl yawned her and rubbed her eyes. She stood up and looked Miss Bradbury in the eye.
"Miss, I was not tired nor was I bored I was simply drugged from those god awful treatments," then she looked at me,"I really hope you know what you're getting yourself into, I'm Tara by the way."
"The treatments help you Tara!" Miss Bradbury said.
"Do they really? I've been here, what? 4 years, since I was 12 and I still see shadows dancing on the walls threatening me."
I didn't see Tara in any of my visions, but she seemed nice.
"Behave Tara I'm sure you don't want to go back in the Quiet Room."
She rolled her eyes, picked up a book and lay back down on her bed.
"Miss Brandon, you're new clothes are in the closet, black clothes are uniform. Your leisure books are in the top drawer and your study books are in the bottom drawer, I'm sure Miss Huntly can show you around the school. Welcome to Carey and Preston reform school."
With that she slammed the white door behind her and walked down the hall.
"She should've said welcome to the deepest pit of hell," Tara said getting up froom her bed once more,"So you're Mary Alice huh? Have to say I pictured you differently, but anyway I'm sure we'll get along just fine."
Tara had long, red wavy hair. She was wearing a black jumper, trousers and black socks. She was tall and slender and from what I'd seen so far she was fierce.
"Yeah, call me Alice, is she always like that?"
"Yes, she's a cow isn't she? What you been sentenced here for?"
"Premonitions, it scared my parents but they were too afraid to admit it, what about you?"
"They think I started a fire in my old home, killing my whole family, but they're wrong. I didn't but they still think I'm unsafe."
"Wow."
She laughed, seeming proud.
"So you've met Bradbury, who else have you met?"
"Annette, she seems nice."
"She is, but she's insane."
I laughed, I'm sure everyone here was.
"Just because we're in here people think we're not nice. Watch out for Emily, she's pure evil, and her clones, but the rest of us are nice," she paused, "After dinner, when it's dark, we'll grab Annette and Alyssia and give you a tour, yeah?
"Sounds great," I said, suddenly hopeful.
I've been here half an hour and I've already made two friends. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad.