"I didn't do that"
I try to convince Amanda with my emotionless face.
"Yes, and that's what you say all the time. I know you did this!!" She screams into my face. She holds out a broken necklace that says "DIE" in big letters on her big pendant that she bought from a random dollar store.
"Why do you do this all the time!?!? This is a necklace that I got it from my boyfriend!! Do something with it you bitch!!!" She spits out.
Amanda and her friends glares at me and she throws the pendant necklace to me. She spits her gum at my face and leaves, and there friends following her.
"........Fat asses" I whisper and smile a fake smile.
""Nice one""
A voice in my head echo through my mind.
"It's your fault that I have to get gum on my face, Alex" I say to the voice.
""I just wanted to have fun?""
Yes, I have a "friend" in my body. Alex was going to be my twin brother, but incited of having two bodies, Alex decided to move into my body, and live as one of the personality that I have. Sometimes he will control my body while I am sleeping, and that's what he just did. While I was taking a nap at lunch break, he fucked Amanda's things up.
"Well, you don't need to do that to her. Stop joking around with MY body."
""But it's still funny to see her face all red, right?"" we laugh.
Because I talk to Alex, which look like I'm talking to myself, I don't have any friends. All I have is Alex. Our parents hate me, or maybe just scared of me because they said that I talk too much to myself. I tried talking about Alex, but they don't believe in me.
The only thing I am worried about is just my personality. I don't know why, but I started to have a new person in me. Not just A person. This time, some more new personalities. I didn't tell Alex about it, but I know that he already knows about it. Few people.... or just maybe about 4. So in total at last, I have 6 people in my body.
"Hey Alex, are you awake?"
""Yeah?""
"Can I ask you a weird question...?"
""go for it""
"I'm wondering these days.......
Is this body really mine?"
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To be continued
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