Ch.14: a little part of Reco's life (Reco's POV)
31/10/1990: my birthday, my parents weren't that excited that they had a child to take care of, so aunty Eliza took me in. I newer heard a word of my parents ever again.
10 years later: my 10th B-day, I got a long white trench coat for my birthday, and because I liked medical horrors, I got the move 'the asylum' as an extra, from that day on I knew I would study to become a nurse in an asylum.
5 moths later: my aunty died in a car crash, I had to move in with my parents, they weren't to happy about that, I got a lacey once a day, and that was the minimum
2 years and 7 moths later (age: 11): (a fragment from my dairy) dear dairy, today my father tried a new method of torturing on me. He told me to go to my bedroom, so I did what he asked me or ells he would slap me in the face, and when he slaps, it hurts 3 days. Anyhow, I was on my way to my room as suddenly I got the feeling that someone was watching me, I speeded up a little I arrived in my room and jumped onto my bed, I don't have that much of a room, it looks more like an old cell from an asylum, handcuffs on the bed inclusive. So I heard a rough knock on the door and I just knew that that was my father. He came in and closed the door with the key he held in his hand, evil smirk on his face. He approached me and cuffed me to the bed. And the he….he….oh dairy I hope he will stop this soon because I can't take it a second time! I'm thinking about suicide but that just my weak side talking. I promise to stand my ground, I'll survive this! Your dearest friend Recota.
6 years later(age:17): I ended my medical studies on a young age, because I was amazing in everything I did, even though I had a hard youth, I survived the ups and downs of my life.
2 moths later: I got the job! I am now officially a nurse in 'the asylum for wayward Victorian boys' yaaay!
2 years later(age: 19): today a new patient arrived, he has green skin, just like his friend, and bright purple hair, combined with a purple/grey outfit. He seems intelligent, I certainly hope he is, but there is a dark side on the dream pool…. I got a major crush un him! Not to mention that I have the luck to be his guardian-nurse! However I started to have an urge to just go on a rampage and start whoring around with random patients, damn you dad! I really never wanted it to happen, I want my innocents back…. (insert silent sobs here)
a year later, today (age: 20): it's been a week since the arrival of the new patient, he looks like Purple, only the strange eyes and the antennae give him that special science fiction touch, I like him, I REALLY like him, I think that he'll be my next 'victim' after I've had my fun with Purple…(insert evil smirk)