Voices


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DATE: Oct. 29, 2013, 5:34 p.m.

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  1. I don't know what's wrong with me. I can't explain what's happening to me, I look in the mirror and I am not myself, I talk and I don't sound like myself. Even my thoughts aren't my own. My mother watches me every day with concern in her eyes, I think she's afraid I will do something. I wish I knew what was going on.
  2. I hear voices, they tell me things, things I don't want to hear. They say they can make me do things that I don't want to, yeah right, I'm as stubborn as they come. They tell me when and how each member of my family will die. I contemplate pouring acid into my ears so I don't have to listen to them anymore. I see them every night, hiding, waiting for me to acknowledge them, waiting to make their move. I see them, they taunt me all night, they whisper how they are going to make me gut my mother and bathe in her blood. God, PLEASE help me!
  3. I wake up in the morning, I go downstairs, my mother has made breakfast and is now cowering in the corner. What did I do last night? What did THEY make me do last night? I go to her and she runs screaming from the kitchen, I can see the marks on her legs, they look like bite marks. Oh God! Did I attack my mother? I sit to eat my breakfast contemplating how I can end this. I can hear her in the other room, she's on the phone. I think she's calling my doctor. No, I can't be put in the asylum... I will go crazy in there! I chuckle a little at the irony in what I just said to myself.
  4. That night I lay in my bed and an idea comes to me, if I never sleep then I don’t have to worry about doing something to my mother. No, that won’t work I need to sleep, I need to rest to be healthy and alert to fight whatever is wrong with me.I wake up the next morning refreshed and alert. I go downstairs, my mother is there, she is weeping, there are people all around her. I go to touch her, to comfort her and my hand passes right through her! WHAT?! I’M DEAD!! How did this happen? In the corner I saw the thing, grinning it’s toothy grin as it tells me that last night, while I was sleeping, I hung myself. It told me it can make me do anything it wanted and it just proved it.

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