Short Story

The low murmuring in our head rises to a shout when we step through the doors of the institution. It's here to help, it's here to help it's here to help it's here to- The voices in our head were suddenly shouting over each other, desperate to have their opinions heard. Were gonna die! Were gonna- Help me! Help m- “Are you Mr.Voces?” A nurse in all white appeared out of nowhere, and startled us from our thoughts. “Uh-” Say something! Say something! Say somethin- “Are you feeling well Mr.Voces?” The nurse placed a concerned look on her face and moved to touch our shoulder. “Oh, uh.. Yes! We’re… Fine!” we finally forced that notion out of our mouth after much debate, and gave her a smile. Well… A smile to the best of my ability. The …show more content…

“I- we want to play…” We mumbled this under our breath, but some of the voices vetoed the idea right away. No No No NO! Dont play, dont play- Bad Idea! Bad Idea- We winced in pain from the impending headache, and reluctantly sat down in a black folding chair in the corner. “hey are y-you n-n-ew?” A young man came and sat beside us, seeming genuinely interested to know who we were, and why were we there. Say something! Say something! Say somethin- “Yes” That was all we gave him, and that was all we were interested in giving. “O-oh o-okay then.” He want to kill us! Were gonna die! Were gonna- Help me! Help m- The onslaught of voices grew ever so louder, and we cupped our head with our head, and let out a small breath of pain. “H-hey are y-you o-okay?” The man reached out and took ahold of our shoulder, and before we could blink our fist was swinging and landing straight in his lower abdomen. The walls around us started to close in, and we quickly and over into a corner desperately trying to hide. Run now! Run Now! Run- “NO!” I roared at the top of my lungs and pulled myself out of the corner. Hide hide hide hide hide hide- Run now! Run Now! Run- We're gonna die! Were gonna- Help me! Help m- “SHUT UP!” The voices all went off suddenly, and it was as if a dense fog was lifted from my head. The voices… They were gone. Am I free? “Billy, are you okay?” The boy with the stutter was doubled over on the floor, holding his stomach tightly.