"Your so lame Wendy"
the girl that I can't
really remember said.
Right when she pushed me
and I landed on the floor
they spoke to me.
"Get your revenge Wendy...
make her pay for your pain"
the dark mysterious voice said.
"NO" I yelled.
But the voices took action anyways.
The little girl fell to ground coughing up blood.
"See"said the evil voice.
I was eight when this happened,
I was in the 3rd grade.
But now I'm 14,
moving into high school (8th grade).
And the voices aren't helping,
I don't tell anyone about the
voices but people think I'm crazy because I talk to myself.
My dad left because I told him..
I trusted him,
But he just ran off leaving me
and my mom alone.
So I decided it would be better
if I told no one
to avoid losing anyone else.
But I guess that that won't work out as much as I hoped.
The voices have ruined me,
and tore me apart
then burned me..
They took everything from me..
My dad,
My chance of making friends,
Half my life,
And any chance of love.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Dark places ._.
Terror"Wendy..Wendy" I herd the voices go. "Wendy come play with us" the voices kept going.. Then finally the voices left, but it went very quiet.. too quiet. I went down the stairs to see if my mom was okay in the kitchen. But what I saw in the kitch...
