Cartman's pov
I still heard voices from everywhere. Though they were just a figure of my imagination. I don't know how long I was screaming but it was a long time. I finally calmed down after a little while. I knew I was losing in my mind everything was now more intense then it was before.
My dad.. my dad didt care about me. Though why would he, I'm just a fucking bastard child, my mom is a slut.. Hahaha ha
How the hell could I have been that stupid.. To think I actually thought I was cared for. No I'm nothing.. nothing at all.
You could bring him back..If you wanted to...
I heard a voice from nowhere. Repeating over and over again those same words.
What do you mean.... I could bring him back...
If you kill that boy..your father will come back and you'll be forever happy....
I knew my father didn't actually love me, but I was to crazy now to listen to reason.
Okay I'll do it, I want happiness... I'll kill Stan.... I want happiness
Go... go kill him....
I walked away from that voice, which I had no idea at the time was mine. All that mattered was that I killed Stan.
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