When I was younger, I had this imaginary friend. She woud never talk to me, she woud just be there. The older I got, things would start to happen. I would get these blackouts. At first it would be simple, non-life changing things i would do. Like leave the door open, put the phone in the fridge, things like that.
On my twelfth birthday it all changed. I had another blackout but it changed everything. I was cutting the cake for my bithday with my parents and younger sister and the next thing I knew, I was full of blood in the middle of nowhere. Well, maybe not the middle of nowhere.
I knew this place but I had no idea where I knew it from. Yet when I woke up I knew where the path that lead my house would be. When I got back home, the cops were everywhere and there were three body bags laying across the ground. I didn't really take note of the blood that was all over me, but in that moment I did. It wasnt mine but i wish it was, oh how I wish it was.
When the police saw me they automatically put me in custody. I didn't know why they you'd put a twelve year old in custody, but obviously the blood was the reason. They didn't know what I was capable of, but neither did I. I couldn't deny anything since I had no idea what had happend.
At first I was convicted to many years I juvenile prison, yet eight years later, I was in a mental institution for schizophrenia. I knew that it wasn't what I had but who would believe me. Who would? I wouldnt. I have a feeling things will change soon enough but with me that can't be guaranteed. Having been convicted of three murder charges was enough to hold anyone back for their entire life. Even the hulk, I'm sure.
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Tessa
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Me, myself and her
ParanormalIt started when I was young. I didn't know what was happening, no one did. I still don't know what's going on with me. I can never be alone because, she, is always there. Her name was never mentioned, so I always called her, Her. She's inside me and...
