In the weeks that passed, Guen's condition, barely noticeable before, was getting worse and worse. She couldn't get through her day to day life. She was hearing booming voices in her head, she was seeing things that weren't there. They were tempting her to act.
At the "ceremony" that they received their houses at, Guen got Slytherin. Slytherin was a house comprised of schizophrenics, psychopaths, and bipolars. Each student was locked in a padded white room and put in a strait jacket to prevent the harm of themselves and others. Guen had so much time to think. Too much.
When they finally trusted her enough to eat with a knife, Guen heard screaming voices. Voices so loud it was deafening. She shook back and forth violently, wishing it would go away. Then, it all did. There was only one voice. It whispered its voice of torment to her. Do it.
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A New Take On A Wizard's Tale
FanfictieA retake story on Harry Potter I wrote for my English paper on urban legends :)