Two Voices Arguing In My Head Novels & Stories

I am alone walking in the hallway while the others are inside their respective classrooms having their class. “I can't take this” “I can’t take this” “I can’t take this” “No” The girl cried, while the man wept. I don’t know why I am hearing those voices. It gives me a headache. I want to scream to reduce the whispers in this cold and quiet hallway but I don’t want to disturb others who are having their class. I looked around again when I heard a laugh from a girl who sounds like playing and then a man who came near her. The laugh turns into a weep and fear from a man who approached her. I heard the woman that I saw whisper again. I think there are four voices in my head. The woman, the man,

Though his face and voice was void of any emotion, Chase and George knew better that he was concerned about the little girl as much as they were. " A few years ago when I was in high school. I heard voices in my head and whenever I turned around, there would be no one. In the beginning, I was terrified whenever I would hear such voices. However, as time went by, the voices started to communicate with me. They console me and asked me not to be afraid of them because they are in fact myself. Whenever I used to look I'm front of a mirror, I would see two of myself with different attitudes talking with me.

I closed my eyes, trying to drown out the voice in my head. *Imagine that cock in you, pounding you hard.* A voice said. *No, that’s my stepfather,” I said firmly to myself, refusing to fall. *** By midnight, the little voices fighting in my head refused to leave. I tossed and turned on the bed, sleep refusing to come.

This Merry-Go-Round we call life sure can be a bitch. I sighed heavily and opened my mouth to speak, to tell her that I was scared, to let her in on all the worries that were still plaguing me. But before I got the chance, a shiver ran up my spine, and loud voices echoed in my head. I closed my eyes, dropped my chin and grabbed at the sides of my face. Though covering my ears was futile, the voices weren’t coming from around us, they were being flashed through. I hit the side of my head, thinking that would lower the volume. It didn’t, obviously. A flash of anger rolled through me, and I quickly looked up at Gunner. He was shaking his head with his fingers to his temple, an angered look plas

But now, with Joyce, I can see it clearly, having a little girl with the beauty of her mother and the strong character of her grandmother, a vision that filled me with a sense of purpose. It was at that moment that we heard voices not far away from us, an argument in the distance. From a hatch, two voices grew louder as they argued, clearly tangled in a disagreement that was about to escalate, their words laced with anger and frustration.

I also heard the door slam shut as he left. For a while, I just laid there, completely still. I didn’t think about anything. My mind was blank and numb. I didn’t know how long I stayed like that before I eventually drifted off to sleep. I jolted awake to the sound of voices. Loud, angry , and close. I blinked and looked around, confused at first. The voices were coming from across the room. Logan and Valerie were arguing. I closed my eyes again, shaking my head before shifting into a more comfortable position.

I could hear every word of their argument, but it felt distant, like I was underwater. No... this can’t be happening... My chest tightened as their voices continued to clash outside. "You’re delusional!" Elijah barked. "She was with me the entire time!" "No, she wasn’t!" Noel countered, his voice firm. "You don’t know what you’re talking about!" I pressed my hands to my ears, but it didn’t help. Their argument echoed in my head, mixing with the fragmented memories that refused to piece together. "Shut up and just kiss me!"

All of them talking, from all sides and all at once… It was hell… I held my hands to my head as my subconscious was now suddenly flooded with so many voices and so many sounds. Opinions, words, reminders of regrets. Everybody fighting for space and trying to say something. I couldn't move in a straight line, I couldn't balance myself and soon I fell in a groan. First to my knees and then flat on my face…

At first, I thought it was just my mind playing tricks on me, like I was hearing things. But the closer I got, the clearer it became. There were really voices. Two of them. Low and urgent, coming from somewhere behind the far garden wall. I slowed down. Every step deliberate now, careful, like the ground might give me away. I could hear the tension before I could hear the words—that tight, frantic energy of people arguing in whispers. Then finally, close enough to catch the words clearly— "No, you should be the one to do it. I can't do it."

The voice didn’t stop, causing my veins to rise with aggravation pumping in my circulatory system. I continued smashing things whilst trying to shut everything out of my head. ‘What the heck is wrong with you? Stop trying to shut me away.’ Drex growled. The voices still accompanied Drex's voice. My head felt like it was pounding as my jaw clenched. My hands balled into fists and struck the mirror, making it shatter to the floor.