ch.1
even in the darkest of nights, i will find you...
loud music pounds through my head as
i walk blindly into the cemetery. the funny
thing is, i don't even know how i got here.
my name is alice cahors and im loosing
my since i can remember,
which isn't a lot, i would get random psychic
pulls to places. i guess its safe to say it
happens when the voices in my head get louder.
they all sound the same though. in pain, screaming,
as if the voices where being tortured. the whispers
would speed by though. so i can only catch bits and
pieces sometimes. i had no friends (you can guess why)
and still dont because everybody sees me as a freak show.
which is probably what i am,seeing and hearing things that
i shouldnt. oh thats another thing: when im near someone,
i could easily pick up on there thoughts and see them.
no, its not a typo people. i see thoughts.