(Swearing Warning. PG15)
Melanie. A typical 17 year old girl. Or so everyone thought. She would say "If you ever read my thoughts, you would be terrified"
Tyler. 17 year old boy with fluffy brown hair. Normal looking. Not so normal thinking.
Josh. A...
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"Ugh Melanie. Your so stupid. You just broke up with the hottest guy in school. Get it? Stupid. S-T-U-P-I-D MELANIE. STUPID!" "Fuck you" I whispered to myself. I ran out of Tylers house, down the street. "What have I done?" I questioned myself. I finally got to my house, after about half a minute because I live just down the street. I grabbed the phone. I knew it would probably break me emotionally, but it was the best thing to do. "What am I doing?" I asked myself. I placed the phone down. No. If I called the police, Tyler would feel worse. I felt bad, of course. It felt terrible. I picked up MY phone and saw notifications sprinkled everywhere. Missed calls. From the one and only, Tyler. No. Do I call back...or not....? No. He is a murderer. A downright murderer. Ugh. Fuck whats right and whats wrong. I picked up my phone and called Tyler back. His voice was low, and sad. He had been crying, just worse. Much worse. "Well?" I asked impatiently. "Well...I'm sorry. I feel bad. And theres a reason. I have a voice in the back of my head that can possess me when I'm alone. But when I'm not, he'll only say lies. I did this alone. And honestly-"
