My Life Of Hell

It all started when I was in fourth grade. I woke up one morning and was getting ready for school. My step mom was getting me ready in a hurry because I was going to be late. I finished getting dressed, and my step mom took me to school.

I went into the school, and the funny thing is I always told my friends that I believed in witches and ghosts and other things, but I really didn't.

We had reading time with my old teacher Ms. Lee. She was reading to the class and I got a really bad headache. It wasn't normal, because what gave me that headache was screams and whispers that were in my head. I couldn't take it anymore, so I told the teacher that I had a headache, and she sent me to the nurse's office. The nurse asked me what was wrong with me so I told her the truth, that I was hearing screams and whispers in my head. She thought I was joking around so she sent me back to my classroom. When I sat down to finish the rest of the story, the screams got louder and the whispers turned into screams which made my headache worse.

I couldn't hold it anymore, so I screamed out loud "LEAVE ME ALONE ALREADY!". After I said that, the screams went away and my teacher asked me what was wrong. I told her "Nothing miss, sorry for yelling in the class". She made me stay after school that day. When it was time for me to leave, I walked home by myself. While walking home I heard one last whisper, which I remember this clearly, "I will be back". I was scared and when I got home I told my parents, but they didn't believe me. At that point I left it at that.

One year passed and I graduated 5th grade. I expected the 6th grade would be fun, but it didn't turn out that way. A couple of months after school started, around the same time of what had happend to me in fourth grade happend to me in 6th except it was worse. I had first, second, and third period classes as normal, but when I went to fourth period everything got worse.

I was doing my work in my math class. The teachers name was Mrs. Rocha. She kept asking me if I needed any help with my work, but I said "No thanks miss". She went to the front of the room, after which I got a bad headache and I closed my eyes. I picked up the pencil that was on my desk and started writing on the paper. When I opened my eyes, my friend was looking at me as if he had seen a ghost. When I looked down at the paper it had said YOUR NEXT.

I got scared. The bell rang for lunch, so I got up and left the paper, acting like there was nothing wrong. But on my way upstairs I saw people, people that didn't look like they were alive. I then stoped and closed my eyes trying to block the things that I was seeing. Then the screams and the whispers came back. I had lost my mind and started punching the walls, screaming and crying, yelling out "HELP SOMEONE HELP ME". When I opened my eyes back up I saw a shadow start chasing me, so I ran. Then one of the school's police officers started to chase me. After like five minutes of running, I slowed down and the officer grabbed me. He asked me what was going on, so I told him everything. He was acting like he belived me, but did he really? He then took me to the counselor. I told her what was going on with me, so she called up my parents. My parents came up to the school and the counselor told them everything I told her. They started crying. The counselor told them that they have to send me to a psychiatric hospital. I forgot to tell you that I also tried to commit suicide more than 15 times because of the voices that I was hearing. I did around 1 to 3 months in the hospital. I'm in tenth grade, going to the eleventh, and to be honest I live with these things every day. I'm not really scared of it anymore, but sometimes it gets really bad.