Voices in my head.

"Hello."

Whose voice was that? I'm the only one in this room, just me, myself and my thoughts.

"Hello.."

I abruptly open my eyes, waiting for the next word to be said to confirm there is someone else here....

"Hello. Kodah."

I gaze around my room. I don't see anything. Where is this voice coming from...?

"Your mind."

Sorry...?

"Your head, Kodah. I am within your thoughts."

Okay, I must be forcing this now...

"Your not forcing it, Kodah. I am real."

I panic through my breathes, trying to avoid this sudden nonsense.

"I know, I know. You can't avoid me, Kodah. I am within your mind forever. Just you and me inside this darkness...."

Where did this voice come from...?

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Now they talk to me every night. Shadowing the tranquil and hopeful mindset I craved. What now? There is 2 me. How do I do this? I wasn't prepared for this. Why didn't anyone tell me life was going to ruin me like this.

The symphony of the voices in my head can be both haunting and enlightening. Sometimes I feel like they look out for me, like I purposely got given these voices to help defend myself. "Sometimes" most times they are my worst enemy....

"Someone's watching youuuuu~"

"You look stupid, you can't go ouutt~"

"Shhh, shhhh, shhhhhh~"

"Your nothing without us~"

"Worthlessssss~"

It feels like I can't escape, but I don't want to. I enjoy that comfort of someone always being there. It makes me feel, safe. Until it didn't...

911 Emergency call.

"911, What's your emergency."

"Um, I need help. Quick."

"What is your emergency?"

"There is someone trying to kill me."

"Okay, I'm sending people over, can you please stay on the line?"

"No, no, I need them here now. They are coming, THERE COMING."

"Please keep calm and quiet and stay on the phone, we are sending people now."

"How long?"

"About 5 minutes, keep on the call."

"THERE BANGING ON THE DOOR."

"Wait... Someone's banging on the door?"

"YES, IN FRONT OF ME, HELPP."

"I... don't hear anyone though..."

"HELPPPP." - I'd drop the phone, holding my head in hope for the voices to stop.

"Okay, I just need you to stay on the phone with me."

~A Large Bang opens up the door, throwing me forward~

"I'M GOING TO DIE. HELP.. HELPPP. HELP."

"POLICE." "POLICE." "POLICE."

~The police pause, gazing at me distressing~

"There is no one in here."

~And that was when I started crying, that's when I realized. They have taken over my mind~

"Gisele, you go comfort him and get some answers from him. I'll look around."- Said the tall, built officer.

"Hey, hey, It's okay. There's no one here to hurt you, It's just us.."

"W-where did they go..?"

"Who?"

"The man with no face..?"

~Gisele stares at me, I remember how concerned she was for me, that made me realize that maybe these voices purposely speak to me so I can get the help I need~

"Was he speaking to you?"- Giselle questioned.

"N-no. The voices were...."

That was the breaking point for me to realize that I'm forever being haunted by my own thoughts. Now I'm broken, unable to find solace from the rentless voices inside my head. I am forever being constantley tormented by what's not seem true by others, does that make me different? No matter how hard I try, there is no escape. The world feels like a prison for the soul, its bars are made of fear and doubt. I guess I'm stuck with this pain forever.