The voices in our heads

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•Tyler's POV•
Worthless, insignificant, stupid. "Stop!" I screamed. I covered my ears but it was no use. They just kept spitting the hurtful words at me.
I lay down in the floor of my bedroom and begin to sob. The voices have ruined me. No one could help. I couldn't help it. The thing, the creature had gotten to me once and for all. Maybe death is better than this sick world. But what if the demons follow me. I can't do this anymore. Maybe I should just let go.
I wipe the now dry tears off my face and grab a pen and notepad off my desk.
To whom it may concern,
I'm sorry for everything in ever put you through. It wasn't fair. I am just going to leave. But don't be worried about me. I was sick for a while. But know that the dead weight will be lifted off of your shoulder when you find this note.
-Tyler Joseph
I set the note on my desk after folding it up. I'd give it one more day. I had to stay alive even if it didn't matter to anyone.
•Josh's POV•
I banged on the drums that sat in front of me. My tongue poked out between my lips and my brow was furrowed in concentration. I hit them like there was no tomorrow.
Every time I get stressed out I played my drums. I don't know, something about banging on a surface was rather soothing.
I finally threw my drumsticks down and flicked the light off. As I was making my way back to my bed, I tripped over a box because they were all over my floor due to the fact that we moved 3 days ago.
I threw myself down in my bed and settled in for the night. But the voice came into my head again. Hi Josh. "Shh not today please" What do you mean not today? You don't control me. "Your me now shhh" But I want to talk about how bad your first day of school is going to be. "It's going to be fine! People usually like me..." No they don't. He quieted down and I fell asleep.