Post by faye cooper on Oct 26, 2009 23:11:45 GMT
[/font]FAYE HOLLY COOPER .
TWENTY SEVEN . TELEPATH . MADDIE - - - [/right]
Um… well, my birth certificate has me born in the year 1982, making me… twenty-seven years old. Well… I guess, I am going to be twenty-eight soon, as the first of November is my birthday, but… but, I doubt I shall be celebrating much. I am not really… I do not like talking to people, because I hear voices, and I hear what they think of me, and it is not nice sometimes. The things people think. It’s not nice… you should try sitting, and listening, and all you hear are what people are thinking… at least that’s what I think I’m hearing. I’m hearing something, I always hear something. I was just a kid, what was I supposed to think of people then? Those are the hardest years of your life, when you think that people are watching you – and it turns out that they actually are! It’s horrible, a terrible feeling, but I had it all the time. It got worse when I went to school; I couldn’t be home schooled, no, my parents thought I was imagining the voices, and I was a good guesser. They never helped me… they never cared. But I still heard them… I can still hear them now! Right now, they are talking… and I don’t want them to. It’s just voices, and I can’t seem to block them out! I have tried… but they all just come at me. My mum, she had me institutionalised, when I got out of school… well, I left because I couldn’t hear anything. No concentration, just the voices… but it took fifteen years for my mum to gather I was going insane. I am. To hear these voices… it’s, it’s just not real. I never had the chance of a normal childhood, and that made me so angry, but I could never go back. I just hear people’s thoughts everyday. I heard the doctor’s thoughts, in the institution, and they didn’t want to be there. They thought I was abnormal, an abomination. They thought that, just since those… those, vampires were out in the public that all the loony’s were going to follow. I resented them so much, but it took me eight years to convince them I was fine before I could leave. Vegas isn’t the best place to be but I live on my own… it’s quiet, in the building, sometimes. But those quiet times, those are the best times. I like living on my own, because I can’t hear the voices.
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