I am Thais, and I’ll be telling the life of Madison. It’s not a story because she got to breathe.

Madison is me.
Madison was one of the few who weren’t just a name for a shady stranger. The only reason I kept her was because she had Tyler-henry Sinclair. I loved that boy. Now, a person can love a person, but a person can never love a being. Because it’s all about that bullshit of what’s inside.

Thais Emlyn was a recurring event, a life experience.
 Madison was a situation I decided to keep for myself.

Thais is a brothel, and Madison is one the lovely ladies that caught the eye of a wealthy man.

If she had blond hair and blue eyes, those eyes wouldn’t be cobalt blue.
Her strawberry blonde hair didn’t ironically smell of strawberries. She was allergic to seawater and had heavy body odor. She had to put on foundation and pinch her cheeks.  But I still wanted to be her.

Madison Black was a distraught, introspective 14-year-old girl. Who was not diagnosed with bipolarity, hyper-reality or Depression. 

Thais met Tyler-Henry a tiny bit after Madison was born. There was nothing memorable about how they first met, but to Tyler, that day had been Magic. He’d met his soul mate.

She had given him his first explanation. Her mother was going to buy her a book,

“Black or Pink? Black will represent darkness, a cloak of my emotions. Pink will represent that soft pink flesh in me, I haven’t destroyed yet.”

Those things were important to her.
She then chose black because he thought that it would be pretty cool to have it match her last name. She agreed. Then she was furious. She wanted the pink now she had the Black.  She felt like the pink could have had a better explanation. The pink could have had so much potential.

She knew which she wanted and didn’t want an opinion, but just wanted to tell all about her book. She didn’t listen to herself, and something went wrong. It shouldn’t have affected her this much; it didn’t affect her at all.
It was her mind.

Tyler wanted to understand Madison. But it was hard to study a creature that only appeared once a month, so he had to find ways to lure it.

Madison was in this corpse, she was this being that filled this body, for a period of time, each time someone dies in this body, in me, the next who occupies is stronger.