schizophrenia

"Victoria" a cold voice whispered in my ear. I shivered and began to ascend the stairs back upstairs. "Victoria, leaving so soon?" The voice cackled harshly. "I don't think so" I started to run up the stairs now, tears spilling down my face. "Victoria!! I told you not to leave" the voice screeched in my ear, as I reached the final step. The basement door slapped violently in front of me.

"LEAVE ME ALONE?! What do you want from me!" I cried, "MOMMY!!!! MOMMY!!!!" I began to call at the top of my lungs.

"Shut up you brat!" It yelled. I began to rehearse the bible like I was taught too, in church, if I was ever approached by a demon. "SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP!" It cried out in pain "you will pay for that!" Suddenly I was thrown down the stairs to the solid floor. My head crashed against every step, my arm twisted in a way that I knew was not right. I was lying at the bottom of the stairs whimpering for help, the last thing I heard was a hair standing cackle and I was out cold.