Ever since I was little, I've been "that kid." The one that's always ignored and left alone cuz they were too "weird." We all knew one of them at some point in our lives. The ones that were too different to be included in anything. Thing is, no one probably knew the reason why they were different or acting a specific way. No one knew my story, except for my family and my three best friends. That's because my friends were suffering the same way.
We all hear these voices, constant whispers within our minds. It's all unintelligible, as if someone was just writing scribbles and then trying to read it out. It happens at the most unfortunate times, too. Sometimes they get so loud that you can't even think straight. But the Clinic gave us meds for whenever that happens. Speaking of the Clinic, let me tell you how we ended up there. Again.
So this is the start of my new story. Sorry, it might be a bit terrible at first. I'm a new writer so it'll take some getting used to. This is basically the prologue so I'll probably start chapter one soon. Peace till then
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Insanes
ПриключенияAnastasia and her friends are experiencing some weird changes and have to go back to the Clinic to undergo some "tests."
