Schizophrenia. -Preview.

Hi. I'm Kasey Gilligan.

You probable don't care.

I mean what's so special about me?

Nothing.

I'm just a regular girl.

...except i have can see & hear "THEM".

You probably don't know what I'm talking about...

I'll try to explain.

Sometimes... I see the monsters. They talk to me. They tell me to do things. Evil things. Things that can get me into a lot of trouble.

My doctors say it schizophrenia.

But it's not...this is real! I'M NOT CRAZY! They're real! I'm going to tell you my story from the beginning...

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"Good night Kasey." My mom said as she flipped the switch & turned the light off. "Sweet Dreams." She added before she left my room shutting the door behind her.

My room would have been completely dark if it weren't for my night light. At this time i was only 8 years old. I was afraid of the dark. My mom thought it was just because I'm a kid, & all kids are afraid of the dark right?

I closed my eyes and eventually i drifted off into a deep slumber.

I was dreaming that i was in a very big house. It was empty. I then realized that the structure of the house resembled my house. Except my house had furniture.

"Kasey." I heard somebody call my name. I was in the empty kitchen. "hmm?" I looked around. Nothing. Nobody was with me, i was in complete solitude. "Kasey come here." the voice called out to me again. "Who's there? Where are you?" I questioned. "I'm in the big bedroom. Kasey come here." i recognize the voice, he talks to me sometimes during the day, when I'm awake. I walked up the stairs, keeping a tight grip on the rail. I reached the top of the staircase & slowly walked down the dark hallway towards the bedroom. "Kasey i have something important to tell you." I opened the door to the room. "w-what is it?" I asked in a very quiet whisper. "Kasey. Do you like being alive?" I thought about that for a moment. "What do you mean?" I was very confused as to why somebody would ask an 8 year old a question like that. "Do you like living? Or would you rather be dead?" At this point i was ready to turn around and run out of the room & leave this house. "Don't worry Kasey, I'm not going to hurt you. Just answer my question." Everything was completely silent. I broke the silence & answered the question. "Yes. I like being alive."

Everything went back to silence. Like if somebody clicked a mute button. There was absolutely no sound.

"Well...Kasey... if you want to continue living then you have to do exactly as i say. I will keep you safe." "O-okay." I could hear the fear in my voice. "You have to trust me Kasey. You promise you will do what i tell you to do?" The voice asked me, but it didn't sound nice anymore...it sounded...raspy & mean. I nodded.

"You know where your mom keeps the knives. Don't you Kasey?"

"Yes...but my mom says I'm not allowed to touch the knives."

"I know. Kasey, you have to do something, it's going to seem scary...at first...but it's the only way to keep you safe."

"what do i have to do?"

"you have to wake up...and go to the kitchen. Open the drawer with the knives, & take the sharpest one."

"Are you sure?"

"Just do what i tell you to do."

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Tell me what You think so far. Should i continue?