"Who am I?"
"My name is Tyler Joseph, and I can hear them. My friends left me long time ago, my family stopped to believe in me, yeah. That's pretty it."
People like him haven't got easy life. Day by day they have to fight for reason to be alive, asking themselves "Does it even matter?"
He wasn't tall, he had brown hair and beautiful eyes.
It's a story about a boy, who lost his way
He woke up after 2 hours of sleep, get up from his bed and started to think, about what was he dreaming about. He was dreaming about sea, about the waves, wind and other stuff. Sadly, It was just a dream so he had to get up, which thing he hasn't done with such a passion.
He gone down by the stairs, he said "hi" to his mom, but of course she hasn't answered.
Typical
Today, he wasn't going to school, he had an special visit with his therapist.
Her name was Jenna, she was older than him.
Well, Tyler was 17 years old those days.
He worn up, ate his breakfast and went to the car.
He was very stressed, today they were going to talk about what does he hear every night.
He didn't wanted to talk about it. He was terrified about what is going to happen.
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FanfictionTyler was tired. He wasn't sleeping for 2 days, but these days for him it was completely normal. His parents were non stop guessing "why?" If they only knew. If they only could hear them screaming, every night, every day...
