Voices

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Kissing On Enemy Territory- by AbelleL 

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Wake up.

I did as told.

You know what you have to do.

I  cautiously walked down the stairs being careful not to wake up my family.  I walked out my front door and closed it behind me.

I involuntarily walked down the street in nothing but my pajamas and no shoes. I tried to stop my feet, but to no avail he took control of me.

Don't fight, you know you like it.

He told me. I could hear the smug smile in his voice.

This man. This thing, has been taking control of me since I was 12. I'm now 17 and I still can't control it.

Stop you can't make me do this! I refuse to do this! I yelled to myself, but he could. For some unexplainable reason he could make me do anything he wants me to.

I was at least a mile away from home, I didn't know were he was taking me to but I had a feeling this wasn't going to be good. I ended up at the Johnson's house. They were on vacation so I knew there's no way I'd be able to get caught.

He wouldn't allow me to get caught.

I walked to the over sized door.

The Johnson's were the richest people in the neighborhood and never let anyone forget it. With the countless flaunting they do.

Amy Johnson, daughter of Debra and John Johnson went to my school. She looked down on everyone. If your parent didn't own a home in France, she would automatically look down on you. 

She only hangs out with the plastics. The second richest kids in school, of course they kiss her butt, I mean who wouldn't? She's Amy friggin' Johnson! Not! I can't stand her, and I always let her know every chance I get.

I twisted the doorknob. Locked. 

Go through the back. 

I did as told, I went through the back. I stepped on the rose bush my way there, just to be spiteful. The backyard was huge, filled with everything a kid could want. 

Trampoline the size of my house, a rollarcoaster that could touch the sky, they even have their own water park.

 In the back of the house the had glass doors leading in. I twisted the doorknob.

Locked.

Use the drill.

I looked down and saw a drill on the  table. My hand reached for it. I didn't want to touch it, I didn't want to do what I was doing.

I couldn't control it, couldn't control the voices I hear. Couldn't control the urge I get everyday, I surpress it. Hoping it'll or he'll go away. It never does.

I pray every night the voices would go away forever. Even after counseling I still heard his voice. I pretended I was fine, hoping I could find away to control it myself but I always end up doing something I regret.

I've lost control of my own mind. I can't think without him ever interrupting.

He thinks for me.

He controls me. He never stops to tell me that and in order to get that through my brain he made me do things, awful things, to good people. 

Do as I say.....

The tears started falling. I didn't want to do this, even when Amy could be nasty sometime she didn't deserve this.

Listen to me! Now!

He was yelling, not a good sign. I knew I would now pay for my disobedience later.

Do what I say now!

I tried to fight him off, tried to overpower him but the voices wouldn't go away. He was too strong for me.

I tried harder, focusing more. Before I passed out.

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