The Voices
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Last published Tue, Feb 18, 2014
Voices. They talk to me. Telling me to do horrible things. How I got this way beats me. One day i was a normal 15 year old boy, the next day I was Sheldon Thompson, the boy who is told to kill anyone and everyone.
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