I-Hear-Voices

Alana sighed contently, browsing the internet. She had been dividing her attention between a social network, music, an intriguing forum, and a chat site she happens to frequent. As she looked through the forums, she came across a post made by a girl. Her name looked familiar, and she connected the dots. Suddenly, filled with disgust, Alana closed out of the forum. Now she was left with the chat site, music, and social network. As Alana stared at her social network, she saw a picture of him. Not just any 'him', the 'him'. The man who's stuck by her almost all her life, her best friend. Alana smiled, thinking of how much their relationship has

My siren, she beckons, "Come, my dear, and see all the things I have. Things that are funny, things that are cute, things are sad, and things that are nude." I saw her appeal, I couldn't stay away. "Come with me, my dear, and all your dreams will come true." Her voice, so unique, it drew me closer, I was her music, she was my composer. But as I drew closer, I couldn't pull away. An energy grabbed me, dragged me, seduced me. Now I was hers for the taking. "Come, my dear, for only a moment." But what felt like a second, was really an hour. Her soft natured appeal grew harsh through time "Come, my dear-" she hissed "-and