After the "accident" The Morgans family moved to Pennsylvania. It's been almost a perfect 2 years since. It's the 11 grade, And Jessa Morgans is stunned to see who shows up.
BTW this is my first story sooooo it probably isn't good but let m...
I groaned. Of course cutting you wrists hurt, but bleach has the worst most chemically taste ever. Why again was I doing this? Oh right, I was trying to get the truth. Yeah of course there other ways, but this is the most effective way in my opinion because it always worked. I took precaution of course, I didn't want to die yet. I knew how deep to cut to make it look serious, but really it would be like a scratch. I carefully measured the amount of bleach it takes to kill some one and took 3/8th of that amount. I've learned all of this at my old school. I wasn't the best child.
"Ughh!" I groaned.
"What the fu-" I said, looking down seeing the cuts, astonished, to see them disappearing. I quickly cut my legs and they too went away,(the cuts not my legs😂). I took all the measurements! Right now I should slowly be bleeding out!? I needed My Voice for once, so I called out. "Where are you when I need you??"
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"This is impossible!!" I said panicking.
" No it's not. There's a simple explanation." The voice said appearing in front of me.
"No there isn't!" I replied.
" Of course there is, you just gotta find it."
" Who are you?"
" I'm someone who's here to help."
"Can I at least get a name? Instead of calling you My Voice."
" If you must..."
"Tell me!"
"I'm you."
" That's impossible." 😱
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