It was like everything was in slow motion, just like how it was when Bill fell.
The bullet was going towards Mother.
The voices were slowly screaming in joy.
Happiness filled my heart when I pulled the trigger. The smile that formed on my face was still there.
This weird insanity of me finding joy in this was crazy. I didn't understand how this was all okay.
Was Mother willing to die just to train me?
What kind of training was this anyways!
I was so frustrated by all these questions I didn't know.
Why was everything so confusing?
Then everything went back to normal, everything was in motion again.
The bullet hit right in the center of the apple, just like how Mother wanted. Mother was smiling like this was all normal. My smile fades and all the voices go back to chattering in the back ground of my head. Mother tilts her head forward and the apple drops into her right hand. Mother almost looks pleased with me hitting it right in the center but instead says. "Next time don't hesitate." Mother walks past me and goes back to the castle from the shooting range. When I hear she's far enough, I drop down on both knees in a cold sweat. My body trembles in the aftershock of it all.
Who was this new voice and why did it sound just like me?
How did this new voice have so much power over me?
But the main question I wanted to ask was, was this voice my inner conscience?
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Pain of the Whispers
Mystery / ThrillerRice has a normal life or what she seems to think is normal. All she hears are the boring screams and whispers. Are they real? Does everyone hear them or is it just in her head. Whenever she is surrounded by people they pass by without a single glan...
