It's dark.....wet......cold.....dead. The rain sifts through the clustered trees and bushes to reach its destiny, the bottom. The owls hoot and other small animals just lay on the ground. The only life is dying plants and the owls staring at you with their big, yellow eyes. "Hello?" My weak, firm voice echoes making the forest wake. "Anyone here?" I look down to my feet, one dead bird lays bleeding from it's eyes. "Is this real?" I crouch down towards them and examine the black Finches. "Is this actually real?" I know this bird, Plushie? A cold breeze whips me to my feet . As I turn around, a firm petite voice commands, "Someday it will be you and someday it will be more."
I sit up quickly in my bed, drenched in my sweat and huffing. "Huh, it was a dream." I instantly lay back down, but I can't sleep now. I turn to my side and view my black Finch, Plushie in a gothic styled bird cage sleeping peacefully. It's ok, it was purely just a dream. WAHOOP. My phone goes off.
"Uh, what?" I reach for my phone to read the text.
"U wke yet? Gt up n look at da new video Jacksepticeye posted." The message says it's from Izzie. I swear the only word she spelt correctly in her text is Jacksepticeye. "It's like 4:00 in the morning what r u doing up this early" I send back to her. She's my best friend and I know she now lives 4 days' worth of travel away from me but she can't actually be up this early? "Well 4 us its 4:50 or smthin anyway hve fun at yo new high school." Ugh, I forgot about school. I don't wanna go, I just wanna stay at my old town not the city. "Yeah have fun as well." She texts back "I shll n I wll" I put my phone down and lay on my bed. One of my hands is covering my eyes. I'm not so tired now. Great. I lay in the dark with my hand over my face, gently thinking of soothing songs until I sleep.
WAHOOP! Is that? No, it can't be. I, again, shoot up in my bed and grab my phone. "U wake yt bruh" Izzie is texting me at, I look at my clock. 7:50! I only have nine minutes to get ready. I actually jump out of bed and start ravaging for my uniform. In a second, I race downstairs and grab some bread, not toast it, to late for that. "Oh good your up. Hay, when you're coming home can you get me some booze," said my mum, her untidy done-up hair with her tattoos covering her arms. "Uh sure, can you give me the money?" I reply. But she gives me a surprised but daunting look. "Sorry? Give you money while I pay for you to go to school?" I keep racing through the kitchen looking for food to pack in my bag whilst mum is raging at me. "You're lucky we moved here so you can get a good job to pay for this family!" At this point she's going red, why does she hate me? Also what family? It's just us. "Yeah mum ok, I'm sorry. Just stop yelling at me." I go do my teeth and grab my bag to leave, she doesn't even notice me exiting.
I want to slam the door, but I can't, I just can't. I start walking, well rather running, but you get the picture. My new schools only a few blocks away so it shouldn't be long. After a 10 minute walk, I finally reach the school grounds of 'Trebity State High School'. The school is massive and the architecture is very modern. The short blocks of grass are bright green and the trees are so bright. Everyone is either in groups or just on their phone standing around. Then there's me, the only 17 year old year old alone. Great, maybe talk to some people? I look around to the nearest group of kids and stoll up to them. "Uh hay, I'm--" I was cut of as they walk away. Great just grea--
Stay alone, it's easier. A random voice pops into my head, that certainly does not sound like me at all! I look around but no one is next to me. "Uh?"
Do NOT talk to me aloud, I'm in your head, silly. What does that mean? Is this like teleconisis or something? No, shh. It's ok, I'm here to help you. Call me Leana. You will be called Puppet. The voice is the same from my dream, firm but petite, cold voice makes me shiver.
Who are you to think you can be in my head, am I crazy? I ask the stranger.
No, Puppet! She raises her voice sharply at my new nickname. I'm here for a reason. Now shh, a girl is watching us from the wall in front of us. I look ahead to see a tall girl like me peeping at us, me around the corner of a building. She walks away once realising I saw her.
Ok? Look strange voice
Leana!
Ok, sorry. But I think you should go back to the imaginary voices in the back of my head. For sure this voice is just fake and nerves for this school.
Puppet, I am real. I'm here to help you with your fresh start.
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Hell Inside My Head
Paranormal17 year old Eva has moved to the big smoke from a small country town. It's hard enough without knowing anyone, but a girl starts to take interest in her how will they go? However there is more important things happening to Eva when a strange voice t...
