dangerously psycho
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Ongoing14m
Last published Sun, Mar 19, 2017
"I don't understand why I'm here, or why I can't remember anything, Or even why I keep seeing and hearing things that aren't there. But I will find out these answers, I promise you that."
-Madeline
Madeline wakes up with no memory of anyone or herself. She is confused to why, and how this predicament has come upon her. She sees weird things, and hears voices, their screams, their cries. But all she can do is listen or ignore it. But it's hard when they just get louder, and louder. Like they are searching for attention.
"Crazy? Oh I'm not crazy. The things I see and hear will not label me. personality is what I go by, I think you should do the same too."
-Madeline
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