BellaDonna

As soon as the bell rang, the orphans eagerly ran outside for their playtime as they typically did, joining together to frolic and socialise, however, there was a black sheep that stood alone. Shy little Bella gazed at her shoes, conflicted about whether to feel amused or not. She was always alone and preferred it that way. Some kids are just different.

Alone physically, not mentally.

"And what are we going to do about Bella? In art class, she drew a scenery of painting the whole orphanage building red! And at breakfast this morning she blamed her imaginary friend for spilling her tea! This is getting worse and worse. Beyond what I can handle."

The bell clangs loudly.

As the crowd of children sprinted inside for their next class, Bella did her usual routine of stalling and being the last one to barge inside. Just until it was her and her thoughts...

"Come on Bella! It's time for English!" - The nun approaches Bella.

"I can't."- Bella stood still.

"And why's that Bella?"- The nun caresses her hair.

"Because she's sad."

"Who's sad, Bella?"

Bella points, no justification of who, just a point in the distance.

"Ohh I see."- The nun plays along.

"She's sad because I have to go inside now. She hates when I listen to rules."

The nun takes Bella's hand and gently pulls her along. "Come on, Bella."

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Later that night.

The orphanage was quiet, almost too quiet.

Something was lurking through the house.

Not a kid, not a human,

A persona.

Bella creeps through the hallway, her footsteps silent against the cold stone floor. She heads to Sister Jane's room, quietly creaking the door open and tippytoeing her way to Sister sleeping on her bed.

A long, sharp knife was clutched in her hand, glinting in the moonlight.

Her knife is poised; the blade comes down to her stomach. Over and over the blade came down.

Quickening screams of terror explode through the echoes. Sister Jane screams, and screams...

After stabbing her 3 times, Bella drops the knife and steps back. Her eyes alarm the sighting of blood dripping all around her. Another Nun comes rushing into the room, she turns the lights on to witness this frightening sound.

"WHAT HAPPENED HERE!"- She gasps.

Bella panics. "It wasn't me, it was Bella!"

She rushes over to Sister Jane.

"You are Bella!?- She takes a second to glare at Donna.

"I'm not Bella... Donna said she doesn't like rules. It makes her angry."

She's her though~

...

"Wait, I didn't stab her. YOU DID!"

- BellaDonna points at the nun.

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Authors Notes:

Thank you for reading my story!

This story is about hallucinatory madness, and in the end I included reversed psychology!

Belladonna also means "beautiful lady" <3