I looked up at the ceiling, then closed my eyes. I pulled the covers off of me and pulled my knees up to my chest. "Get up, ass-wagon." I sigh, closing my eyes, attempting to drown out the 7 voices in my head. It's... gotten worse. "I said, 'Get the hell up, ass-wagon!'" a voice repeated. I started gritting my teeth in annoyance. "Why the hell do you care? You want me gone anyway, don't you?" The voices started a chorus of maniacal laughter. I sat there, wanting to ask 'What the hell is so funny?' but I decided not to even bother. I know they'll say something to start my day of crappy. I sighed and unfolded myself from the fetal position I was in, sitting up on the edge of my bed. For some reason the laughter grows stronger. "Cry, you're a damn idiot." a voice said in between laughs. "I know... you don't have to remind me..." "We don't give a damn about you, Cry. And yes, we want you DEAD. But... it wouldn't be any fun if you died right away." the loud laughter turned into a chorus of snickering. I stood up from my bed, walking toward my dresser, where my white poker-face mask was lying, I know I was in the house, but when I feel vulnerable, I can't stand to see my own face. I put the mask on and sigh. "It's too early for this shit."

I walk into the bathroom. I'm really tired of this. I thought. I reach into the bathroom cabinet and grab a white and blue pill bottle. "What are you doing?!" a voice yells. I soon hear the many voices overlapping each other, saying things like, "Why won't you listen to us?! You're only hurting yourself!" and "You idiot! It's poison!" I shake my head, pouring 3 pills out of the bottle. "Goddammit, Aripiprazote. Get these things out of my head!" I swallow the pills and sigh. Do your job A.S.A.P. I thought. "What are you trying to do, Cry? Get rid of us? We'll be with you to Hell and back! We're apart of you! Don't you forget that." The voices started agreeing and I stood there, looking in the mirror. "The mask is more attractive than you!" they started to snicker. I left the bathroom and went downstairs, getting coffee and grabbed my phone along with my ear buds. "That won't stop us." two voices said in harmony. Only two voices? The medicine must be working. I smiled slightly. "No, but the Aripiprazote will."

I walked down the street with my hands in my hoodie pockets as well as my ear buds in my ear, listening to music. No voices... lets not jinx it. As I listened to the song, I couldn't help but sing.

"The I.V on your hospital bed. This wasn't no accident. It was a therapeutic chain of events..."

Hospital... I thought. One of the many Hells on Earth... What if I could just... get out of Hell and into Heaven?... if there is even one... I guess I could find out... Wherever I'm going, they won't be there... right? I sighed. Wouldn't hurt to try, would it? I close my eyes for a few minutes thinking this over... then the next song comes on...

'At the end of the world

Or the last thing I see

you are never coming home, never coming home. Never coming home, never coming home.

Could I? Should I?

And all the things that you never ever told me

And all the smiles that are never ever...'

Really?! I thought. That song was enough for tears to silently fall down my face. I yanked the ear buds out of my ears and sat on the nearest bench. I placed my head into my now sweaty palms. I could just stop it right here! Right now! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU WAITING FOR?! JUST DO IT, GODDAMMIT! It was that moment where I didn't know whether it was my thoughts or one of the voices talking.

Maybe the medicine is wearing off... Or maybe... It is my thoughts... Maybe... the voices were right...

I stood up from the bench and looked around. No children... no one at all... perfect.

That's when I heard the engine of a car getting louder and louder. I smiled slightly as a few tears escaped. This is it. I thought. I saw a car turn into my view, and a second before it could drive passed me... I walked in front of it... The last thing I felt, heard, or saw was... nothing... Surprisingly, it was painless.