These Things Just Happen
...or they used to anyway~

The Story of a Girl Who Is Hunted

I'm having a great day, or as good as my average day can get, I would be simply just walking through the hall or doing something. No, I would not be mad at the time and I'd usually be happy. So I'm just walking....

I feel something weird but it doesn't really worry me much at the time. Then I find my self behind my own eyes. It's really weird. It's like I'm in a glass box with in my own head and I'm looking out through my eyes. I start doing these things, these things I would never do. I can't stop myself, as if someone or something is controlling me. I try really hard to stop the damage I'm doing at the time, but I just can't. I start to cry, then I wake up.

I find myself around a big mess, but I don't know how it happened or who made the mess. My sisters blame the mess on me and my paents don't believe them because of how nice I am and they know I wouldn't do this kind of stuff. So they get blamed for the mess and the things that were done.

Later on in that day, or as I'm getting rewarded for something I did good, I feel this pain in my head, then I remember what happened and who really made the mess. It was me who did all that bad stuff, but why? I also remember that I was only watching myself do those things, yet if I couldn't stop and these things just happened, was it really me who did it.. or if not, then what made me do those things?

Three Weeks later

It has happened more than three times now and it's really starting to freak me out. Also, I feel a lot of gult for the things that I couldn't stop my self from doing. So... I tell my mom what heppened and who made the messes. My Mom asks me, why did you do those things? I tell her that I don't know. Then she askes me, why did that happen? So I tell her, these things just happen~




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