-The voices never stop. -
My day was disgusting, full of boredom, fatigue and weariness, even for me an 11 year old girl.
I live with the fear that the night comes, because I am terrified, I have told my mother about the voices I hear, she tells me to calm down, and to go back to sleep.
-The voices never stop. -
When I look out my window talking to the moon I see a face, that looks at me that observes me, sometimes it is very uncomfortable and I have to cover the window, I told my mother and she tells me that only the stars are illuminating the night .
The walls of my room are bathed in blood, I see hands go off the floor, tried to avoid looking at him, I told my mother and tells me that they are nonsense.
I feel like they breathe in the back of my neck, as they whisper my name, as those voices scream in agony, I told my mother and she tells me to be well-clothed that maybe it's cold, and how old the house is.
No being had shown up before me, until tonight that "that" came up to me screaming my name.
He tells me that he came from the moon that you have heard my prayers when the night comes and I speak alone of how pathetic my day is, and of the terror that the night causes me, he was full of deformities his skin was reddish, his hands looked like those that came out of the ground, I have told him and he tells me that the hands he saw were his trying to save me. The blood on the walls reminds me of his body I told him, and he tells me that the blood on the walls was not blood, but his body trying to get here.
He listened to me just like the voices he heard in my head, he tells me that it was the communicating with me so that I would not feel alone. She told me that it is difficult for her to have a friend, but I felt that I was one when I saw the moon from my window.
Although by his body all stranger did not look at his eyes, I realized that they are the same that I saw when I looked at the sky, and my mother told me that they were stars, I told him, and he laughed, he tells me it was the in the middle of the night taking care of me.
When the dawn arrived it was gone I was left alone, and I tried to sleep a little, this time I did not tell my mother, I do not want her to tell me that they are paranoid ...
On my way to school I heard again voices of agony, and prayers asking me to move away, but in all that I have heard the Lord coming from the moon and I have felt calm.
15:30 pm.
he voices do not stop, I'm feeling a bit uncomfortable every time it's worse, I want the night to fall to talk to the gentleman who comes from the moon.
6pm Pm
Night falls and I was going to my room, this time I was not afraid of the voices, nor of the look, nor of the blood nor of the hands, I already saw all this as something normal. What bothered me was the voices I never stopped listening to her ...
1:00 am
I was already asleep, well I thought ... When I suddenly heard that the window was touched, I was afraid, I thought it was the lord of the moon, when I got up from the bed in my intention to open the window something grabbed me, it was the The Lord of the Moon's hands was angry, I asked him what was going on and he told me I was angry because I closed the window. I explained to him that maybe he could be my mother and he did not believe me ... I asked him what I could do to reward him and he did not answer me ... After several minutes of silence he asked me
Do you want to be my friend?
I replied, Of course!
He told me that there was a test, that he had to pass if he wanted to be his friend and go with him. I told him to tell me ... He replied that it was the last and only test. When he told me this, the voices in my head sharpened, they gave a long squeak, of desperation, as if trying to tell me something, but I could not listen, I tried to avoid it and listen to the lord of the moon.
He told me that in the last test I had to leave this world, as a symbol that I wanted to be his friend, and be with him in another place, he approached me, my legs trembled, I take my arm and with his hands he drew in my doll a deer, told me that at the same time tomorrow had to run blood for him. That was my last test to be with him ... He disappeared and I slept, I woke up in the morning with the voices tormenting me as usual it was a Saturday and I was awake at 7:00 in the morning I was thinking about how to do something meaningful for the events that would happen tonight, I certainly wanted to go with the lord of the moon, the voices would not stop telling me to escape, well, that's what I understood when I tried to pay attention. I went to the kitchen and heard my aunt talk to my mother, that I was suffering from a disease, a product that made me listen to the voices. I did not pay attention and went back to my room ... I was there all day, thinking , good trying to think, go down to dinner and I went back to my room, I felt like my last dinner in this place so pathetic, I've been writing everything that happened to be reflected, I do not know who will read it, but it will be interesting to see their faces, while I'm with the lord of the moon.
21:00 pm
I have decided to sleep.
2:00 a.m.
the time is almost approaching, I will take a shower, I will turn on my phone to listen to some relaxing music, I went to the kitchen for some candles and an incense, I also looked in the drawer for one of the knives. I filled the tub with water, I lit the candles and the incense, I took off my clothes, the time was almost there I was there giving me that long shower, and when the clock marked 3:00 am, I gradually cut my legs the tub I already saw red, continue on my wrists, the voices shouted at me that I did not, but it was too late, I just listened to the one who told me to do it, that I had to be with my only friend, the lord of the moon I did it I cut my wrists the mark of the deer change of color, and it shone, I no longer understood what was happening. But for the blood ran as the lord of the moon wanted to hear the Lord of the Moon in the distance brushing the window, for me it was like entering another world because I felt freer, the lord of the moon looked at me at the end From the tub, all bloody, he told me that it was time to talk to him that he was happy.
It's 3:30 in the morning
my mother for the smell of incense to decide to come, I told the lord of the moon that I wanted to stay to see his face of happiness, she knocked on the door, but not listening to me decide to enter, I began to look, I was in front of her with the lord of the moon but she did not notice me, in what enters the bathroom of my room, I see her face all horrified, she trembled, she screamed desperately, I lift my body from the tub but it was already late there I was all bloodied, she just cried desperately, screaming in anguish and pain without knowing what to do. She gave a loud desperate screech asking why I did not tell her what was happening to me. I whispered in his ear that he no longer cared, that he was with the lord of the moon, and that, thanks to him, he no longer heard the voices that tortured me.
