The Voices Inside My Head [DON'T READ]

The Voices Inside My Head

[A/N: SURGERY HAS NOT YET BEEN COMPLETE. PLEASE WAIT UNTIL SURGERY IS COMPLETE]

Pain. Darkness. Confusion. Fear.

That's what I'm experiencing right now. I'm cold. Why's it always cold? I wish I knew. My eyes are beginning to open. That's good to know. Are they open? I can't see anything. My head hurts. I wanna cry. What am I doing here? There's nothing here. I'm all alone. But that's okay. Oh wait. I'm not alone? There's movement in front of me. It's so close. Maybe it's somebody who can help.

I can't feel anything, only pain. My bones hurt. Like they're dead. Oh wait, bones can't die because they're not alive. It's more like they're broken. Why do I feel this pain? I don't remember any of it. I hate it. I want to stand and walk and see. Why can't I do that? Did someone do this to me? Could it be whatever's in front of me that did this? I want to go away. So far away, that way nobody can hurt me ever again.

But right now I'm trapped. I need to leave. I must leave. I can't stay here. I'll get hurt and feel more pain. There is more movement in front of me. I must get away from it. It's hard to move. My body is numbed with pain and exhaustion. It's hard to control my breathing.

There's screaming. Make it stop. It hurts my ears. It's hard to know what's going on with the screaming of the figure that is moving in front of me. When did it get this close? There's something in my hands. It's cold and sticky. I don't wanna touch it. I'm standing now. Why am I standing? I thought I was on the floor. I feel so much pain. I need to get help.

I think I'm moving. Where am I going?  Everything is so blurry. I need my glasses. Where are they? They're in my room. They should be there. I wish I was in my room. My room is nicer than this one.

"Shut up... Stop talking"

What? That's strange. There are lots of voices. They talk together as one. How strange. When did they get here? They sound so close. They don't sound happy.

"Shut up..."

Why? Wha-?

"Now is not the time..."

It's not the time? Then when is the time?

"When we finish... Be quiet"

I'm not talking though. My lips are sealed shut. They hurt too much to move anyways. Do you know where we are? Where are you? Are you in front of me?

"Shut up. There's no time to explain. We must hurry. They'll hear her. Stop trying to move. You're not supposed to move."

What? I'm not supposed to move? Are you sure? I'm hurt. My bones might be broken. I need help. I wanna go home. It's dark and it smells really bad in here. Why should I not get away from here?

"Because we need to do something in here. It's really important for us to do it."

Really? What's so important that we have to do?

"We have to put someone to rest. They've had a really hard time and need to sleep."

Someone needs to sleep? Can't they do that themselves? I really don't like it here. It makes me want to throw up.

"No. They are afraid to be put to rest because they are stupid"

Don't they get tired of staying awake? I would if-

"SHUT UP! STOP TALKING!"

I-I'm scared. Why are you angry? I.. I don't understand what's going on. I wanna go home..

"If you'd shut up and do as I say like a good little girl, then we wouldn't have to be here. We'll leave as soon as we finish. So the faster we get this done, the faster you'll be in your bed."

R-really!? You mean it? O-okay then... I won't do anything and let you do everything, right?

"Now you're talking. That's right. You let us do all the work. Just think about how happy you'll be when you get home."

Home. Wouldn't it be nice to be there right now. In my small and comfy bed. Can't you hurry up, whatever you are?

"Silence! We don't need your thoughts interrupting us. Just go to sleep... Be a good girl and do as we say."

Okay. Just need to relax, right? Don't pay attention to anything that's happening right now. Pretend that my arms aren't moving on their own. I think I'm getting the hang of this...

Argh!! That screaming again! When will it end!? I can't take it anymore! Make it stop! It hurts! Why is it so loud! It's like the sound of an injured child!