Library of Dust

Once Sydney was born, her parents didn’t want her anymore. So her mother passed her on to her grandmother. Who after two years decided she was to old to take care of her grandchild. When Sydney was two and a half, she was given to an orphanage. Sydney was happy there for a few years, but then the orphanage was closing down. So they had to send her to the Oregon State Insane Asylum, when she was only 10.
She was so young that they didn’t do anything to bad to her, nothing like poking at her brain. But they could start doing that in a few years. She said numerous times that she would rather have the crazy spirits burned out of her. But it wasn’t her decision, it was the asylums.
Sydney was always an optimistic person, and still didn’t know why she was here. She didn’t know why her mom and grandmother left her. But she was never upset with that. She held her head high and easily made friends with everyone in the asylum, the depressed, and the crazy, even the people who ran the asylum. Which she thought would help her get out of there.
When Sydney turned 13, she was finally able to go into surgery which people thought would make her sane. The only problem was that she was sane. She was only put in because the orphanage couldn’t take her. But everyone thought she was crazy because the Orphanage she lived at had lied, because that was the only way she could get put in to the asylum. Luckily she was put into the best room, which wasn’t so great, and since everyone was her friend…they didn’t do surgery one her.
Sydney’s friend Kat was the first to go. Sydney hugged her friend as Kat went in to surgery. They were testing something new. They were cutting open Kat’s head, drilling a hole into the front of it, and then cutting some of it out. They thought that this would cure her of her insanity, but all it did was kill her. Sydney was waiting for her to come out, but she never did, Sydney thought that her friend came out alive, healthy, and sane, and then left without saying goodbye.
But later that night, she heard a squeaking noise outside her room. She waited for it to pass, and then she crept after it. It looked like a body on top of a table, but she couldn’t tell who’s it was. It stopped at Kat’s room, it went in, and then came out with all her stuff. They threw Kat’s stuff away, and then went into a room on the opposite of the hall. Sydney silently tiptoed after it. She stood at the doorway and watched a group of people throw Kat’s dead body into a fire. They then got the ashes and put them in a copper can and marked it with a number one.
There were many more of her friends to follow. And one day it was her turn. She went into the Surgery room with her head held high, she didn’t know what they were going to do to her. And she didn’t care. She did come out of that room. But she wasn’t alive.