Everything is worse than before. The voices came back a few hours ago. This time they brought bad memories, hateful thoughts, and stronger urges. There isn't one or two voices this time. There is a whole army. Hundreds of voices yelling at each other. Everything was going smooth, I could relax. But a bump in the road sent everything back to the start. They came back during a class, they told me I had to leave. Even after o left they yelled about me leaving. One voice stood out. It was louder than the others. They listened to it. It went silent and they went silent as well. I feared why they listened to it and not me. Maybe this voice isn't like the rest? Who am I kidding. This ones the worst one yet.
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RandomAll of the writing in this book is most likely mine, but a few might not be mine, I'll leave a south it's note stating if they are not.
