Evil Inside by Katie Burgess (good books to read for young adults .TXT) 📕

You get chosen when you turn 14, it decides(if you’re a woman) who you can marry, live with, where you live, and if you can have children as well as how many you are allowed to have. They can be very strict, if you have twins and you only have one child slot left, you have to kill one of the children.Thats just one example, being a light dark mix of a family, my mother was allowed to have five children. She stopped at three, I have another brother, he turned too dark and was put into a private asylum cell in jail within a mental asylum. That is how bad it can get if you’re turned dark. If you are a man, you get chosen, but later in your life you can work to change to something else for a women, increase of family, or for extra college training if needed. My father's case was considered for a women and extra training purposes, it would have given my mother less opportunity for children. They predict that if a family is a mix of darkness and light that the children have a one in four chance of becoming light because they will follow after the mother rather than the dark father because mother will seem nicer than father, not in my family. My mother is dead and the council doesn’t know about it, yet.

They’ll find out somehow, time to write my insane brother his weekly letter:

Dear Sam,

This is your sister with the weekly letter, in case you forgot about me. I have my choosing ceremony in two days, I will be writing your letter one day late on that week. I will probably be chosen for dark, just like you were. I remember you’re choosing ceremony, you were so excited. In your fancy tuxedo that was two sizes too big for you. I’ll send you a letter telling you what I was chosen to be, I hope you’ll still love me even if I’m not like you. I really miss you, I remember when we were little and we lived in Florida, did I mention that we might be moving back to Florida. I’m not sure why, but daddy told me that we would. You were always so handsome when we got to see you, can you send me another picture of you, pretty please with fire cake crumbs on top? I want to see your face again, just once more. Will you be coming home soon, I miss you very much… will you send me the visiting calendar for the next year? I’ll ask dad if I can come visit you! I really love you, I remember watching the television with you, we don’t own one any more. No caster channels are on any more. Dad says I need to work on my spells and charms because the last fight I had with my opposite didn’t end very well for any of the three people that were there. Father wasn’t any of them, I don’t like father. He says I’m going to end up just like you, in jail multiple times. I don’t want that for myself, I will do better than that. Do you still believe in me?

Love, your sister,

Janus

I miss you very much, you should be coming back soon, right? I’m lonely without you, please don’t tell father.

Everything written is true, I really loved him. He probably wouldn’t even receive the letter, the counselors and guards are very strict about mail at the asylum. If he does receive it, one of the counselors will write for him. He doesn’t know how to write and he can barely read, thats why I seemed so simple. The guards don’t really allow me to go into feelings and training, but they won’t mind this letter. The choosing is a very important day for all casters, I hope they will understand the major concerns that I feel about this. Feelings and emotions and family aside.

The next day, I slowly walked into the intensive training unit(I.T.E.Y.U), I had never been to one before and I didn’t know what to expect. My father told me nothing, but we drove a very long time into the casters capital to get here. My mother would have told me what I should be expecting, why I was going, and how this was all going to help me. I told you that my father hated me, he wanted the perfect little boy and instead he had me. Once I was completely in the room, the doors slammed shut behind me and I saw a person at the other side of the room. “Hello, Janus. I will be here to support you and to help you for the time that you spend at I.T.E.Y.U. My name is Cassandra, but you can call me Doctor Cass if you would like. I need to set you up in the chair that is in a separate room before we begin todays session, please follow me Ms. Janus.” This lady was creepy, she had a bird tattoo on her arm and she was carrying a clipboard with tons of papers stacked on top. She had a pen on her ear, her hair was up in a bun and her sleeves to her white button down shirt were rolled up just so you could see the end of her tattoos.

I stepped down a staircase, following her lead, after walking for almost ten minutes she finally got out a huge set of keys and used one to open a door. She ushered me in with a wave of her arm, the bird was on her left upper arm, just above her elbow. What kinds of other tattoos did she have under her clothes? “Sit down right here, I will adjust the chair for you and for me once you sit down.” She pointed at a reclined chair, like at the dentist, so I sat down and she immediately started to fumble with buttons on a dashboard. “I’m getting some of the serum for you, don’t worry. Somebody else shall be here shortly.” Why did we need another person in this room, the room was very small. The door creaked open and a cart came through with a bunch of bottles on it. “I would suggest the micro fabric enhancer. I will stay here with the cart in case you want to try multiple on her, she does look quite tough to crack.” The lady was wearing a nurses outfit, she had a tattoo of a serpent on her ankle and another of a dragon on the back of her hand going onto her wrist. Traditional casters aren’t allowed to have certain tattoos, or tattoos at all. I’m not allowed to, but I could probably sneak one on my back or the upper part of my arm. 

“Why are you doing this to me? Whats going on? Doctor Cass, what are you going to do to me?” She looked over my head, she had the smile of a lunatic, she injected something into my are very very slowly. I was getting sleepy, but I fought against it and stayed awake. I heard the nurse and her start fighting again over which bottle to force into my arm next. The nurse grabbed a vile of light green slime and put some into a little cup. “Sweetheart, try drinking this. It will calm your nerves right away, I promise.” The nurse had an even more psychotic voice than the Doctors smile was. I grabbed the cup and threw the stuff at her face and jumped out of the chair. “Darling, no reason to be scared, these vials will help you. If you are afraid than they won’t work, trust us!” Cassandra was screaming as I was sprinting down the hallway, the nurse was chasing me. She didn’t run very fast though, her dress was too short to run at the pace I was going. She threw something at me, it stabbed my upper thigh. I fell down, I think she poisoned me.

Why did these people want to kill me so bad? Why did my father make me an appointment for this terrible place? I was panting so hard when the nurse looked over me and picked me up slowly. Didn’t want anybody to see under her shortest dress. I channeled all of my power inside of me and started to warm myself with fire. My whole body was warming, she dropped me and I was able to stand up again. I was literally on fire, I was a burning inferno. These weren’t my intentions, is this what the purple injection does to you? Spiking up my powers extremely was a bad plan, I could explode the whole building. I kept shooting fireballs and ice balls and well, any throwing power I had I used to throw at anybody that was in my way. I reached the lobby and my father stood up, he grabbed me and gave me back to the doctor.

She strapped me onto a cart with my arms, legs, and wrists tied down. She gave me another injection and I fell under an anesthesia spell. When I woke up, I had a scar in my side, just under my rib cage. “Hello, is anybody there? What did you do to me? Why are there scars on my body where I don’t remember having them? HELLO?” I was quiet but then started getting louder with fear or frustration. An announcer overhead came on, “We are prepared to start testing if Doctor Cassandra could please report to room 4D on the basement 9th floor. We need William S Harbarth there as well, please bring all necessary papers and items that you may need during the testing of Janus K.” The lady sounded like a robot, was I supposed to be able to hear her or was the announcement meant for other people on higher floors to hear. There was a small mirror on one wall, I was scanning the room, I walked over to it. It was fairly dark in the room, after a few minutes the lights flicked on and it got very bright. I was practically blinded, I yelled something in a different language at the ceiling when my brother was still around he had taught me some phrases in a different languages.

I actually yelled “Somebody help, I need urgent nachos on aisle three!” but it sounded a bit like I was angry. I heard a door open, but I was partially blinded so I couldn’t see them at all. “Hi, please don’t be afraid. If this helps you, you might have to stay for weeks at a time though. Don’t be concerned about your family, your father actually requested that you come here. We did think it was a bit odd, you do actually need something and we will help you achieve your full potential and find out quite what that certain thing is. Do not be afraid.” His voice was crisp and deep, it must have been William from the announcement I heard earlier. I tried to step forward to punch him, but instead I just wobbled around and fell onto the floor. I could see now, his face was different than what I’m used to seeing, he had a rough beard on him. He didn’t shave today, his eyes were an unnatural icy blue and he was completely bald. He reached out to help pull me up, because I had been on the floor for three minutes too long, I slapped his hand away and stood up on my own.

I punched him, so hard that his clipboard went flying and hit the ar wall. “Are you people insane? Murderers? Or just plain abusive? I don’t need help, with anything. Why did my father even send me here?