The Voices Inside My Head

The Voices Inside My Head

By:  Lee J Mavin  Completed
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Being a mute used to be simple before all the craziness started. I just can't talk and that's who I am. Mum has learned to accept that and I guess so have I. Everything was just fine in my high school in Shanghai. I had finally made it to year twelve and even though I was in China, I was actually being treated as a human being despite my disability. Things were definitely not perfect but I would give anything to go back to that, like it was before. I heard my first voice that year, right at the beginning of year 12. I didn’t really have any real friends, but I was used to it and before the voices started, I was fine with that. But it all changed when I first heard them. The voices inside their heads started then and my life was never the same. They weren't just thinking about school or they girls or guys they were into, no they were thinking about doing things, doing horrible things to each other and I was the only one that knew how messed up they really were.

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Lee J Mavin
amazing book. Its so scary
2024-05-10 10:06:08
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Lee J Mavin
such a great book
2022-02-16 16:34:04
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Lee J Mavin
amazing novel everything is good
2021-07-10 07:54:25
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Michael
Good novel .Its seems very interesting.
2021-05-27 02:35:46
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Michael
Good novel .Its seems very interesting.
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Michael
Good novel .Its seems very interesting.
2021-05-27 02:35:45
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Michael
Good novel .Its seems very interesting.
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Michael
Good novel .Its seems very interesting.
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Michael
Good novel .Its seems very interesting.
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Samuel
I highly recommended this young adult book
2021-05-26 01:37:18
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Paisley
I would like to thank the author. very good written
2021-05-24 14:10:17
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Nova
Interesting young adult story.
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very awesome story. i enjoyed
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good novel
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Oh,, so nice to read
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18 Chapters
Chapter 1 Masks In The Darkness
Chapter 1: Masks in the darknessBeing a mute used to be simple before all the craziness started. I just can’t talk and that’s who I am. Everyone at school and my parents knew the deal. Yes, I had my fourth assistant teacher, struggling her way next to me, trying to assist me with every thing, every step of the way. I had my Mum, constantly checking on me at home, encouraging me to do homework. I had a pretty good support in Shanghai, considering how people that are different are usually treated like dirt here. Mum was pretty much the best she could be. She had given up on me ever speaking long ago and we had figured every out, so things were normal. I had finally made it to year twelve, or to the American students, senior year, so being a mute in a Shanghai international school, wasn’t really that bad. Things were definitely not perfect but I would give anything to go back to that, like it was before. I heard my first voice that year, right at the be
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Chapter 2 Take these Lies and Make them True
 I stayed inside for a few days after all that happened with Sun Li. I managed to block out her voice and I hid in my room. Mum was getting really worried, I couldn’t tell her about the voices and I didn’t want her to go crazy too, so I ended up lying and told her everything was fine and kind of forced myself to go back to school. I saw Sun Li a few times and she was smiling away, headphones on blasting away in the hallway. I decided, I needed to just focus on someone else, maybe even help them and listen to them, in order to get Sun Li out of my head.A younger kid got my attention and I honed in on his mind. Straight away I heard his thoughts: I hate school. I hate every teacher and every single subject they try to teach. It’s so boring. How am I meant to concentrate for so long.? They expect me to sit there for hours listening to them talk? No way, that's totally impossible. At least it is impossible for me, I can't concentrate in class l
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Chapter 3: I'll Never Eat Apples Again
 Chapter 3 I’ll never eat apples againAfter hearing that deep voice I switched off for a while. I took a few days off and focused on keeping all of them out of my head. I didn’t know at the time, who belonged to the voice that answered me and despite feeling excited that I could actually communicate with people directly for the first time in my life, I was too freaked out to try it again for a while. I listened to my favourite old Wu-tang albums. The strong confidence of Method-Man and the rest of them distracted me for a while and after a few days I plucked up the courage to go back to school. I had to go anyway because I had a math exam. I was given special permission to do my math test alone. I guess everyone could tell something was up. I decided to take my test to the junior area for a change of scenery. I liked the plants that hung from outside the classroom windows in the primary area of the school. It felt easy seeing all the kids paintings o
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Chapter 4 Hoop Dreams
Chapter 3 Hoop Dreams     I knew my ability to hear the thoughts of other people was growing when I heard that next voice. One morning, it just came to me and it was like I was inside his head, seeing what he saw and feeling what he felt. It went on for so long, I couldn’t stop it, so I stayed in bed and made an excuse with Mum. You see, Alisa had still been recovering from her facial injuries and her boyfriend, Terry just happened to be one of the best basketball players in Chinese high school history, I only knew that because his so-called best friend was also on the team. This what I heard:    I hear him moan and cry so much more recently. It has been so long but for some weird reason he has started up again. Nothing is going to change, I've come way too far to tell everyone the truth now. I've fulfilled so many goals and I am just beginning. When he gets worse and starts banging his head against the wall I just turn on th
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Chapter 5 How to Destroy a New Teacher
How To Destroy a New TeacherBeing at an international school I used to think that there was such a variety of perspectives because of all the students from around the world. We had many students who were Japanese, Taiwanese and American. When I listened to their thoughts, however, I found that they were mostly the same. They were all jealous, ambitious and driven to satisfy their own needs. The teachers, I found were struggling to contain this but the next voice I heard made their lives even more difficult. You see, some of these kids were basically trying to get them fired or worse. One kid had basically written a guidebook on how to do it all. He called it: How to destroy a new teacher and I hooked onto his thoughts while he was finishing his sick manifesto. These are his thoughts:Now some kids might think it’s easy to make a new teacher burst into tears on their first week. Most of them come in quite nervous, a
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Chapter 6 We are Worlds Apart
Listening to Wu-tang clan seemed fitting, both for an escape and to reflect the growing number of voices in my head. The Wu-tang clan were the first 8 or 9 member rap group to make it big. I always wished I could be a rapper but how could that ever be possible, seeing as I can’t actually talk at all. But I do have a voice, a channel of communication and I learned how to use it in my final year of high school. Just when I was in the middle of a Wu-tang classic on my headphones, a girl passed me.Her arm slightly brushed my shoulder and she said, ‘Sorry, my bad, Jimmy.’I knew her face, but I had forgotten her name. She had beautiful long hair and big brown eyes. She looked full of life as she smiled at me. She was short, cute and I think one of those girls in the A class group that everyone talked about. I couldn’t forget her eyes all day at school and that brought her voice to me. I was so disappointed when I found out what she was thinking. The
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Chapter 7 The Realist MC
 I had been into hip-hop music for a while. Nobody knew it, but I noticed other students talking about rappers and sometimes they would try to rap too. I heard there was this rapper at school and I quickly found his voice, drifting into mine. At first I was entertained by his efforts to prove everyone that he was a real MC, but when I heard what he did, I was terrified.Our teachers always told us we could be anything we wanted to be. We could fulfil whatever desire we wanted, so I guess they were right about that. They had no idea about anything else but at least they realised one thing. We could be anything we wanted and I showed everyone that you could go from nothing to the most popular kid in the school.Before I changed, my school was really lame. I mean everyone was moping around listening to depressing grunge rock. The boys had long unshampooed hair and the girls didn't even bother to brush theirs. It was like stepping into t
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Chapter 8 The Right of the Playwright
    I tried to find places to hide. I thought it would block out the voices a little, so I often went to the library and the theatre. I would sit at the back of the theatre and watch the drama class sometimes and it was a good discraction at first. Until that one drama student's voice crept into my head and made me go a little crazier. I saw him in the first row of the theatre, looking up at the class acting out some scene. I couldn't see his expression very well so that's when I let his thoughts enter my head. He was a deep thinker and journal writer, so his thoughts seemed to be endless. It started with:      People say that you can't really understand Shakespeare until you've fallen in love. I thought I knew Shakespeare, I had read most of his plays and even performed in Romeo and Juliet. I basically thought I was a Shakespeare expert and I even had a printed cover of Hamlet printed on my folder. I was also addicted to Drama
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Chapter 9 The Last Bully
Another text from Mum: Don't forget to take your medication.Medication? What medication was she talking about. At the time, I didn't realise or had completely forgotten that I was on medication. I had been too obsorbed in the voices of the students to remember. This only made things worse of course, because I should have really been taking my medication, as Mum advised. I forgot completely again when another voice came to me. This boy, who ran some sought of anti-bullying business at school was absolutely crazy. I instantly heard his voice inside my head say:   Do you hate bullies? Are you tired of being scared? If you have a bully problem call me, I’m your man! If you call 138-767-3923 your bully will soon be gone! Don’t worry, no one will find out!It was like an advertisement and it drew me closer to him. Then his voice overtook my mind and I couldn't stop it. I heard: I wrote this on as many toilet doors
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Chapter 10 The Real Artist
So I didn't hear any voices for a while after that. I actually got some school work done and things were almost getting back to normal again. Though when I would go by the theatre I would think about what I had heard and when I saw kids playing basketball I'd think about that kid being held captive. I didn't know where to start to help them all. It was so overwhelming. I found myself in the art room, at the back, looking at a beautiful painting by one of my classmates. I looked up to see Xiaoping, who was an amazing artists. She had just won some art prize for her sculptures. She was writing something down at her desk so I instantly her thoughts entered my head:I was the artist of the school. In fact, it’s safe to say I was the best artist in the school. My work was widely considered brilliant among both teachers and students. One of my paintings, a realistic and detailed interpretation of our art teacher, Mr. Hadidi, was even put up in
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