Is Sanity real?

Chapter 2

After going to the nurses office and cleaning myself up, I went to my first period, which unfortunately was English.
"Excuse me, Ms. Oaks but why are you late?"
My English teacher, Mr. Duffle's voice boomed.
I handed him the note and took my seat. This was going to be a long day.

When class was over I went out to meet up with my friends before going to my second period, Math.
"Hey are you ok? We didn't get to see you after."
I nodded.
"Summer got lunch and after school detention for the rest of the week and was grounded. And I'm fine."
"Why is Summer so mean to you? You never did anything to her."
I shrugged. The bell rang.
"Got to go bye!
"Talk later!"
"See ya!"
We all called out as we left.
As I sat down, the voices acted up again, just like they did in first period. They kept going back and forth, back and forth. It was extremely frustrating and extremely difficult to focus. Bad kept calling me a coward, worthless and kept telling me I should have hit her, I should have hurt her. Random keeps popping up and distracting me.
I'm tapping my foot and trying to focus. I keep looking at the clock.
10:12
10:13
10:14
10:15!
I started to pack up my stuff as the bell rang.
You should have hurt her bad, you could've made her the victim. There's 3 categories in life. Victim, Bystander and Hero. You choose to be the Victim. At least you could have chosen to be a Bystander! Even just watching the world go by is better than being a weak human being! You are a waste, you are worthless.
No, I was the bigger person, right? I chose not to hit back because she is my sister. Had it been anyone else I would have hurt them.
I WOULD HAVE HURT THEM BAD.
But she is my sister.
So you're going with the
'Blood is thicker than water ' thing eh? What if she had a knife to you? Would you still let her kill you because she's your 'sister '? Huh? It's a kill or be killed world! Get used to it! And she obviously doesn't care that you're her sister! So why should you?
I started tapping my foot and looked up around the classroom.
I didn't answer.
I couldn't answer.
I don't have an answer.
 
The rest of the period seemed to zoom by. I was silent. I had nothing to say. Random was throwing out words and things but, of course, what Bad had said still lingered. I chose to not do anything. But she did whatever she wants to me. Why do I care? Why do I care so God damn much? Why? She doesn't care. No one stops her.
I was snapped out of my thoughts by my friend waving her hand in front of my face.
"Haney? Hello? Is anyone home?"
"Wha? Yea?"
"Were you spacing out?"
"Uh...yea?"
"Well, hurry up and stop, we're going to be late for our next period."
I nodded, grabbing my stuff and getting up.
I was getting the impression that today wouldn't be easy.