Psychopathic- Creepypasta

VOICES

"Hey!"
Daniel heard as he zoned out of his day dreaming state.
"What?" Daniel asked as he realised he was in a middle of a lesson.
Daniel's friend, Tim, flipped his wrist at Daniel's arm."Pay attention."
Daniel started to listen to his teacher in his maths class, and he jotted down the words the teacher said. But by the end of the lesson, before lunch started, he looked at his book. He didn't write down the words the teacher said, he only had written "false" over and over again.
His face hit white, then he shoved the book in his bag.
Daniel and Tim went to lunch, talking about typical teenage boy stuff.
Tim lent over to Daniel. "That girl though!"
He said as the hottest girl in their class sassed by them.
"Yeah," Daniel started. "She's not really my type."
Tim stopped Dan straight away. "You're joking, aren't you?"
He shook his head in return and began to walk away.
"F***ing phsyncopath." Daniel heard.
Daniel slowly turned to Tim. "What did you say?"
"You're joking aren't you?" Tim replied in confusion.
Daniel slowly began to walk away, brushing away his long black hair.
As Daniel got his lunch, he began to feel dizzy. He felt dizzy and a creepy voice crawled into his head.
"You don't belong here," It said. "You're not them, you're different."
As Daniel fell, the last thing he remembered was the voice saying "find me."
When Daniel woke up, everyone was surrounding him as he lay on the floor. His vision was blurred and darker. But when his eyes fully opened everyone stepped back. He didn't understand why until the school nurse sent him to the check up room.
The nurse handed him a mirror and, as soon as he looked, he froze. Both his eyes were coloured red, with black dots in the center and the outline in a circle. Blood tears ran down his face, then the nurse quickly wiped them away with a tissue.
His condition was unknown, to the world. His friends began to ignore him but, the popular people began to crave him. He didn't need to sleep, he didn't need to eat, and sometimes, he didn't need to breath.
One time, his old friend Tim nudged him in the corridor, Daniel lost it, he beat Tim half to death and when he finished he was crying blood.
His hands were covered in blood, then he heard the voice.
"They're not real, they're not family. THEY ARE DEAD!" The voice screamed.
Daniel fell over and began to shake. Then he got up and ran, passing teachers and students with blood dripping to the floor. The voice still in his head, "Find me."
Daniel ran through the school doors and out to the street, not turning back. He ran and ran until the voice stopped. And by then, he was in the middle of nowhere.
H

e looked around and saw trees, so he slowly began to walk towards them. He walked and walked until he saw a shadow. The voice in his head said "You found me." As man stepped out, this man was way higher than seven foot, he wore a suit and had no face. A pain ran through Daniel's head and he blacked out.
He woke up a couple of hours later, lying in bed. Blood covered his white blanket and pillows as he lay there. He starred at the ceiling until he heard the door burst open.
"What The Hell Do You Think You're Doing?" Shouted his dad.
Daniel sat up and starred at his father.
"Answer Me!" He continued.
Daniel looked up. "I want a mask." He said creepily.
Daniel's dad ran his fingers through his hair and grunted. He walked towards Daniel and smacked him across the face. Daniel went to the ground, but began laughing.
"YOU THINK THAT'S FUNNY?" His dad shouted.
Daniel looked at him.
"No, but I can't feel it." He said laughing.
Daniel stood up and walked to the bathroom. He looked in the mirror and saw blood running down his face like a tsunami. He turned and ripped off a decoration mask on his wall. It was a laughing Drama Mask, that was broken in the Tudor Era.
He placed it on his face and walked out of the bathroom and towards his father.
"This is me now." He whispered.
Daniel jumped on his dad and began biting his neck, ripping out chunks. And as his dad chocked on his blood, Daniel sat next to him, giggling.
Then, Daniel jumped up and turned on his gas. He walked to the front and smelt the gas linger. He reached in his pocket and lit a cigerate. As soon as it was lit, the house exploded. Daniel laughed as he inhaled the toxic fumes.
Daniel turned and saw a shadow of a man behind the trees, so he began to walk over.

A week later, Daniel's mom was found dead with a knife in her throat and Tim, his old friend, was found dead with his jaw ripped open. Each one had a note pinned on their chest, explaining how "a new bogeyman haunts them, and he's called 'psycopath'."