How can someone have more than a single voice? They taunt. They plead. Are they human too? Maybe they are different versions of me. Then why do they hurt me? My mind is always out to get me. I'm scared. I will never be free. They laugh. They always laugh.
I'm ugly. I'm fat. I'm stupid. I'm worthless. That's what they say. Are they right? Will I ever know?Darkness. They lurk in the deepest reaches of the dark. There is no safe place from them. Darkness is everywhere. Not even the purest of light can manage to banish it all. It is impossible.
No one understands. They don't see the battles I fight everyday. They can't even comprehend the idea that I have more than one person in my body. And that terrifies me more than anything. If I were to go completely out of control, it is I who would be punished. Because no one sees my demons. They grab my ankles while I swim and attempt to drown me so they can have dominance over me. How long can I subdue them? How long can I continue to deny their existence?
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General FictionThis is the story of Cassidy Bennet. Cas is a 17 year old girl who suffers from Paranoia and Anxiety. Recently she caused a scene in the late evening, while on a walk through her neighborhood. Next thing she knew she had become famous. But not for...
