Short Muke Stories

Voices

The voices.

There back.

They won't leave.

They sound like me.

They talk like me.

I'm not crazy.

"Yes you are, your useless too." They said to me.

"I'm not crazy. I'm not crazy. I'M NOT CRAZY."

I said, each time I said it. I yelled louder.

The voice taunted me.

"Yes you are. Your a crazy freak show who should die already."

I decided to listen to the voice, my voice, for the first and final time.

I was gonna end it.

I got everything I needed. My blade. And pills. I ran to my car. Keys in my hand. I was going to the beach. Not for fun of course. I was going to where all the rocks are. There are a couple of houses there. But no one lives there. Which made it perfect. No one could stop me. I left my note on the door. And started my car. No one would care. Once I got there, I ran to the biggest cliff. There was one house near it. But there where no cars. I sat down. The blade and pills in my hand. I placed the blade agents my arm and made multiple cuts. I started crying. But I ignored the tears. I smiled down at my work. Maybe I was crazy. But that was ending today. I opened the cap. And downed the pills. There wasn't many. But I was still jumping. I was almost gonna jump. When someone grabbed my arm and called 911.

The End

A/N

So this is my first story yay I put I instead of you but it says your pov so yeah I'll wright 5sos images in the future