Monday, January 21st, 6:25 AM
Beeping, dark, comfy, tears, my cat, Shadow is staring at me.
I'm awake, my alarm is going off. I roll over with a groan and turn it off, only to roll back and cover my face. It's almost soggy, I had been crying. Memories of my dream start to flow back into me. I'm crying again.
They almost got to her, I think to myself. They're getting stronger now. I need to fix this.
I drag myself out of the bed and put on my usual outfit: a black hoodie with jeans. My phone buzzes, someone sent me a text. It's Maddy, she's asking "U awake". I shoot her a quick reply and finish getting ready.
I walk into the kitchen and put on my mask, pretending nothing happened. I grab some cereal and have the normal kitchen conversation: "Did you sleep well", "What are you doing today", "Have a good day at school." All of them answered with a lie. I don't want to deal with this. I quickly finish my cereal and drive to school.
How am I supposed to face Maddy.
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Voices
Non-FictionSebastian Rodriguez, a seemingly normal sixteen year old boy, has been lying his whole life to hide his depression. He starts to break down and and begins to be afraid of himself. The voices in his head are getting stronger every day. He has to pull...
