I don't know why they refuse to leave me alone. The doctor calls them "hallucinations". But that simply can't be. If they were merely figments of my imagination, how could they do the things they do? They follow me everywhere, they always know when I’m most vulnerable and then they attack, viciously and relentlessly until I have no strength left to fight back. Just because nobody else can see them, doesn't mean they aren't real. I don't quite remember when they started following me. I was ten I think. My earliest memory of them was when I was in 4th grade and they wouldn't stop screaming at me! "YOU'RE JUST LIKE HER YOU FREAK!” they shouted at me, disgusted faces contorted as they circled me, chanting "14 times Anna! You're just like her." Then a crowd of children started forming around me, people gathering from all corners of the playground to point and laugh at me as i clenched my little hands over my ears, clawing at my eye, trying desperately to shut them out until I simply collapsed onto the ground. The next thing I remembered was waking up in the hospital.
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Paranoiac
Mystery / ThrillerAnna is a young woman with a dark past and a disorder that makes a normal life close to impossible. Having trauma induced Paranoid Schizophrenia makes going to the grocery store an insurmountable obstacle. So when someone starts knocking on her door...
