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Dear Diary,
They happened again. They came back. They kept saying not to worry, to trust them. They said that it would be okay. I'm scared. They told me not to be scared. But I am. I can still hear them now, telling me to stop writing. I can hear them, calling my name.That was my third diary entry on April 4. That was three days after I turned 13. Four years later and the voices are still here. They never go away. They haunt me. But they weren't always there. The voices came the day I turned 13. Telling me to run, to stay quiet, not to tell, the voices were quite demanding, really. Pretty overwhelming for a thirteen-year-old girl, huh? So I told my mom about it, and sure enough, she thought I was crazy. She ended up taking me to a doctor. But I should've listened to the voices. Exactly a week after I went to the doctor, he came up missing. My mother, well, a week after I told her about the voices, she came up dead. It's just me and my dad now. My dad knows about the voices, but I didn't personally tell him. Mom told him. Now, I'm seventeen and still hear the voices. More so then ever before though. Warning me that I'm in danger, still telling me to run, to hide, to get away. But I tune them out a lot. One has to, or else you would go insane.
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Okay I am not happy with this chapter at all. I might revise it later one, probably not. Leave suggestions on what Kylie's loves name should be. I thinking between Cody, Jack, John or Adam. If you have any other suggestions, I would love to hear them. Thanks you for reading and please please please share this story and get word of it out!!!! Thank you all so much, I love you all!!!!!
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