The Voice In My Head Book Novelas e Histórias

I pressed my hand against my chest. "Who are you?" I whispered. Kael looked confused. "Elara?" I took a slow breath. "I think... the voice is in my head." Silence fell between us. Kael studied my face. "You're serious." "Yeah." He didn't laugh. He didn't dismiss it either. Instead, he crossed his arms and thought for a moment. "Tell me exactly what you hear." Before I could answer, the voice spoke again. Clearer this time. I am yours.

Like a door in my head had been left open. “You are awake.” My breath hitched. The voice wasn’t loud. It wasn’t even clear. It brushed the inside of my mind like a thought that didn’t belong to me. “Hello?” I whispered, my fingers curling into the sheets. Nothing. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to calm my racing heart. I had hit my head and passed out. Hallucinations were normal. That was all this was. Do not fear it. My eyes flew open. The voice was closer now, familiar in a way that made my chest ache.

A voice spoke- Damon, I glanced across the room. There is no one here but me. My head throbbed with more pain when I realized the voice came through my head, he is in my mind. That’s not possible. “Scared, I should have expected that from you, that’s the only way you know how to handle your emotions.” The voice spoke again. This time a little louder, a scream escaped my lips, my heart aching and burning for it to stop, the whispers got even louder until I could not take it anymore.

it said. I looked back to see who whispered into my ears, but I couldn’t find anyone; there was no one around. Who could have said that? Until the voice came again, and it all felt like it was in my head, like there was a voice in my head. I had never felt that way before. “What... what is going on? Who is that?” I was confused and scared, but in order not to spoil the day and look more weird than I was before, I kept it to myself.

And how will he balance this ravaging new secret with his quirky school life? - IRENE BY ONYEMAOBI when an emotionally unstable human finds himself tumultuously falling in love, with her, the owner of the voice in his head. A voice in your head can mean a lot of things- it could be your conscience, a divine intervention or, -it could be the lingering whispers of someone you lost. someone you loved. A memory that comes attached with grief. A voice in your head could come rigid or softly and it could sometimes mean madness. Insanity.

“You’re just a voice in my head.” “Then why are you listening so hard?”

This is the section filled with books that will serve as a solution to one's disastrous life battle. I almost lost to the sight of it that almost reach the highest roof. The man behind me said with a husky yet awed-filled voice, “You're right. It was the classic brought upon the battle of oneself. It was written by the very known...” His voice disrupted by his emotion that suddenly flared. His silence and deep breathing was something I thought as a kind of reminisce for something so dare to him. Suddenly my mind flickered, show a devastating scene. “What...” I gasped, step back with my weakened knees. My mind so strange, and it was so far to a possibly acceptable nature. It give me the taste

whispered the boy, dropping a touch of insistent dictation covered by its tiny tone. “Where are we?” he inquired. “Wake up, Praxis.” “Wake up!” The boy repeatedly hissed, but Praxis could fully understand nothing. The boy started it from a simple whisper that grew louder and louder until he screamed from the top of his lungs. It reverberated all around, each and every part of the abyss, entered inside his ears that covering it would still persistently make its way in. The echoes entering his head made him felt a bit unsteady. For countless times, his body seemed to have weakened again. He sat on the ground, eyes wide open, get laid on the floor, and until the deafening echoes enveloped the c

It was pure darkness, even the half-moon couldn’t be seen. I sighed heavily and when I felt a sting on my head, I closed my eyes intently and grabbed my hair as the pain crept within my head. Goddamn it! What is this?! “Fuck!” I cursed and tried to stand up, but I fell on the ground as I keep hearing that same little sweet voice. "Is this your home?" the voice in my head said. I closed my eyes intently and groaned in pain and passed out immediately. I woke up feeling numb. I stood up and showered myself. I sighed heavily. Who’s that girl? Why the hell is her voice keeps appearing on my head? Am I crazy?

"Mommy, don't listen to him! He's the one who appeared out of nowhere and started stealing all my nutrients! Now, he even wants to make you misunderstand me!" Lucky's voice rang out, so aggrieved and pitiful that it made my heart ache. I quickly patted my belly to comfort him. "Don't worry, Lucky. I won't believe in some random, unexplained voice!" I looked around, trying to find the source of the other voice, only for it to appear again. "Mom, stop looking. I'm Sunny, I'm right inside your belly!