Shhh.. Do you hear that? Can you hear the voices? They are coming for me or is it all in my head? They are screaming at me I'm crazy I'm insane and I'm starting to believe them. I never smile, I never sleep, I only day dream about the death and destruction I hope to cause. On the outside I'm just a normal girl but you don't want to know what goes on in my head. Something I hate is that I never smile, so I had an idea. Why never smile when I can just make and new one, a permanent one? So that's what I did. I grab my knife off the bathroom counter and slide it in and to the corner of my mouth. I stare at myself and I start to carve a jagged, curved line all the way to my cheek bone, then I do the same to the other cheek. I stare at the perfect jagged smile I created, the sweet/bitter blood pours down my jaw line, to my shirt, the counter and them onto the now crimson red floor. I feel no pain at all just for once pure happiness. I start laughing hysterically at myself and I think maybe just maybe I really am insane.
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I blame the voices
Teen FictionA story about a girl who goes insane and gives herself a cheshire grin. She is sent away to a mental hospital at the age of 15. How will her time in the asylum go? Will she get out? Read and find out. *if you copy my story I will find you and report...
