I often find it difficult to sleep. I know the reason for my problem and, if I said otherwise, I'd be lying. It isn't because I stay up late or because I am not tired - I'm usually tired enough. It is simply because I hear voices, screams. Wails of a woman in pain and anger, threatening to kill me. I don't understand some of the things she talks about. "You're lonely, you are!" She'd say to me. "You're a hungry, greedy pest and you stink of toast! I want to fucking stab you!". It never stops, and all the while it feels like there's a huge knot in my stomach getting tighter by the minute. Tighter. "Stop trying to fight it, listen to me!" And tighter. "Don't you ignore me, selfish bastard." And tighter. "You're gonna fucking-" SNAP! The rope breaks with tremendous force and the voice comes to a stop. And now as I lay here, on my pillow, I cry. I let the salty tears flood down into the privacy of my mouth, and finally I fall asleep.
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Phantom slave
TerrorSo if I'm going to be completely honest, then I have to say that the story line isn't entirely mine. You see, there are a series of disturbing and weird videos on youtube, that are very difficult to understand and interpret. So I decided to watch al...
