“It’s all your fault Alice, you will pay.”
‘Ignore the voice….Ignore the voice…..Ignore the voice.’ I kept repeating those words, I’m not giving in. I refuse to listen to the voice, but I’m starting to loose my mind.
“You shouldn’t have done that Alice.”
I covered my ears with my hands. I’m slowly losing my mind, I’m drifting off to madness. I don’t know what to do.
“Come on Alice, give up.”
For some reason, I slowly removed my hands from my ears. I had no control of my body, I started giving in to the voice. When I opened my eyes, someone was shaking me.
“Alice!! Wake up!”
Everything in front of me was blurry, I couldn’t see anything clearly. I tried to pay attention to the voice, but I couldn’t.
“Alice!”
“Alice!”
That voice sounded very familiar, but I couldn’t tell. I’ve heard that voice somewhere, I just can’t remember where.
“Wake up! Don’t give in….don’t listen to the voice.”
Those words sounds familiar as well. Everything was so confusing….I can’t. I felt like I was floating, I wasn’t been held down by gravity.
“Alice, wake up!”
“Alice, give in. You could be successful like your father Alice.”
Where do I go? Who do I listen to? It felt like everyone around me was talking at the same time. It was difficult to listen to one person.
“Alice….they trying to take you away from me. Don’t let them take you away from me. Don’t give your father what he wants. Don’t join his cult.”
By hearing the word cult, something brought me back to reality. That’s when I remembered my dad, and the cult that he is apart of. I started fighting back, and I tried ignoring the voice.
“Stop fighting this Alice. Just give in.”
“NOO!”
I opened my eyes, and I saw my mom, shaking me. She had tears that fell down her face, she was crying.
“Oh thank God you’re okay.”
“What happened?”
My head was hurting. I touched the back of my head, and when I looked at my hand I saw blood. I was so confused as to what the hell just happened to me.
“You were floating, you weren’t responding. You scared me. You- is that blood?!”
She grabbed my hand and looked at it.
“Oh my god, you’re bleeding. Where did you hurt yourself?”
“I don’t know mom. My head, it hurts.”
“Let me see.”
“Ouch!”
“I’m sorry sweetie. It looks like a cut, but it’s not that bad. I’ll just clean it, and put something on it. Okay?”
“Mmm….Okay.”