The Voice

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"CAN YOU PLEASE SHUT UP?" I say out loud in the middle of class. My name is Cloudia Vapor. If there are two things I hate, it's my train of thought and any type of failiure. Even if it's not considered a failiure to other people. Nobody was talking to be in person, but everyone looked at me like I was demented or crazy. I am in a mathematics class while taking the chapter test. In reality I was directing my tone to the voice in my head. A manipulator who brainwashed me to believe that I should be perfect. An intense perfectionist that decreases the amount of sanity I have left.

"But didn't you want to have good grades?" The voice responded.

"But my grades are good. Every grade is an A+ except for the one in this class. And in this class I have a B+. There is nothing wrong with a B+." I replied in my defense.

"Oh sweetie, I thought you were better than this... Why have a sad and pathetic mediocre B+ when you can have a less pathetic A- instead?" I was about to voice my opinion back once I heard the stern voice of my teacher, Mrs. Tsunama, enter.

"MISS. VAPOR GO TO THE OFFICE NOW!" She exclaimed. I had no defense. I was communicating with a voice only I can hear in the middle of a test where it was obvious that I was talking due to the other students heads turned around to stare at me. "NOW!" She added. I packed my things and grabbed a sheet of paper and left. I didn't want to talk back because I didn't want to ruin my reputation as a good student. I walked out the door and not even a tenth of a second passes after Mrs. Tsunama crashed the door closed.

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