Ahhh! It's so noisy in here and it's a library for goodness sake.
I lifted my head up but no lips were moving but there is so much noise.
What is going on? Why can I hear voices?
Am I mad? Am I off my head?
I can't be. I'm probably just tired from studying.
I got up, picking my bag and books up before leaving the library.
It's even louder now there is more people round.
I ran home as fast as my legs could carry me. My head feels like a zoo.
It's so loud up in here.
I tripped over my own feet, falling to the floor grazing my knees.
My books are scattered across the ground.
I sighed deeply.
I could hear people saying, "Is he okay?", "Should I help him?"
I looked up. I realised that the people wasn't physically saying anything.
Can I read minds?
This thought made me want to try.
I sat up and focused on on particular person. And then it happened...
All the other noises was drown out and I could hear exactly what that person was thinking.
It was the best and the worst feeling I have ever encountered.
*Awakes*
I let out a little whine when I awoke.
I don't understand why I have a migraine again.
It's those dreams! I swear!
I put my forearm on my forehead and let out a large breath of air.
I didn't realised that there was a nurse peering through the window signalling something to the other staff.
A doctor entered.
When can I wake up and go back to sleep without seeing a doctor now days?
"I see you are wake again." He spoke with a smile.
I'm not in the best of moods because of this migraine.
"Unfortunately." I mumbled under my breath with a slight snicker.
The doctor looked at me confused but something clicked I assume as he swiftly left the room.
Thank Thor he is gone. I couldn't bare another second with that pitiful look on his face.
He came back but with that stupid psychiatrist.
I turned on to my side with my back towards them and fell asleep.
No, not today.
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