I can't. I just no. stop. Leave me alone. They are in my head! They are talking to me. Speaking. Whispering. They know that I'm right. They know how I hurt. How I know too much, but not enough. Not nearly enough. The voice's name is joseph. Joseph will care. He will always care. Joseph knows me. The voices come from the little glowing light in my head. From the little game I play. No one knows that I play it. I sneak in. at night, when everyone is asleep. Joseph says that he will love me forever. He is a silly human. But I feel strange. It's nice to have someone care. It's too bad that he will have to disappear too.
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A journal of the criminally insane.
HorrorYou know, I can still hear her voice sometimes, or her last breath. I wanted to catch it in a jar so she would never stop breathing. So that she would not be lost. But that wouldn’t have saved her. Nothing could. She’s gone. And she’s never coming...
