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Halluncinations

She was so happy as a little girl. She had two mothers that loves her very much. They had their problems like every other family but they were truly happy. Nothing could stop their love until one day.

The little girl began seeing flashes of shadows in the corners of her eyes. She would wake up in the middle of the night and see faces staring at her from the cracks of her walls. She'd shut her eyes and see the bloody fingers that would caress her cheeks in her dreams.

She began shaking and becoming colder each day. Every morning she would have new scratches all over her. When she was with her friends everything was fine but as soon as they turned their eyes from her the ground would start to break apart and ink would cover her legs and crawl up her body.

She couldn't speak. When she opened her mouth bile and ink flowed from her lips but then her friends looked at her again and all of it was gone. But she was pale and shaking harder than before.

She'd run away.

Slowly she's lost all her friends and her mothers were becoming so overcome with stress from their daughter's mental state that they began fighting more and getting severely sick.

The little girl watched and the voices whispered things to her. It was their fault. They hate you. You should've been someone else. They don't want you. Become angry. Be scared.

Kill them.
Do it.
You won't.

The little girl knew how happy they used to be. Were they going to leave her somewhere? No. They couldn't and wouldn't. They loved her too much. But the thoughts were always there in the back of her head.

Soon her parents stopped talking and didn't even look at her. She would leave the house and no one would go looking for her no matter how long she was gone. The hallucinations got worse. She began talking to them.

They seemed so nice when she just talked to them normally. They smiled and held her, it felt warm for once but then they'd whisper violent things to her when she was with her parents.

Her favorite person was a boy who wore a hoodie with striped arms, orange goggles, and a weird mouth mask thing. He let her play with his hatchets and would laugh with her.

She slowly began becoming violent towards herself and others. She would scream at her parents and scratch and bite them. Her teeth became sharp and she became so white and pale she almost looked like she was glowing.

She became oddly strong for a little girl. By the time she became 16 she had killed quite a few animals and had her parents hospitalized several times.

She would always retreat to the woods where someone would always be to greet her. The boy with goggles was still her favorite but she found the girl with a clock eye intriguing and the boy with cut cheeks fascinating to look at.

Her hallucinations were still scary at points to her but she'd go idle and stare blankly in a random direction as her body sunk into the floorboards.

She blamed everything on her parents. She listened to the voices, she did what they would say.

One night this would cost her entire future.

Now do it.
Kill them.
It's time.

She stood up and went on autopilot. She took out the knife that was hidden under her mattress and walked up the bed of her mothers.

Her eyes went back and forth from their sleeping voices. She didn't smile though. She just grabbed a pillow and covered one's face. The mother woke up immediately and began thrashing.

She took the knife and began violently stabbing her stomach and chest over and over again.

Of course her other mom woke up. She screamed and tried to jump out of the bed. The girl grabbed her by the back of her pajamas and sliced open her throat as she screamed the girl shoved the knife down her mom's throat.

The new murderer took a few steps back and watched the mom on the floor flailing while the other one laid dead on the bed.

The house set on fire as sirens were heard. Suddenly the teenager snapped back to her senses.

Oh god, oh fuck, those were her fucking parents lying dead because of her.

"(Y/n)" a deep voice said comfortingly.

The girl named (Y/n) was crying and falling to her knees. The voices stopped and went silent. She couldn't stop sobbing uncontrollably.

"(Y/n). Stand." The deep voice ordered.

(Y/n) did as she was told but didn't turn around or open her eyes. Her white skin was still glowing and her sharp teeth cut into her gums from her biting down so hard.

"I will protect you" the deep voice said.

She turned around and looked up at the tall and faceless man.