iNSaNe

I guess you could say I used to be your normal, middle school girl. I had great parents and an older brother, and I loved all my friends. Everything was.... Normal. But what kind of story were I to tell if it was going to be normal? If this story were normal, I wouldn't talk about the voices I started hearing in my head, or what I started to see in the mirror. I wouldn't talk about how I started to go insane.