Walk the Plank

I don’t know what I did wrong. 
Why are people so cruel? Why won't they listen to me? Am I not normal?
A few months ago, I told my friends about The Voices. I told them how they were loud and always distracted me from my work. At first they didn't believe me and thought I was just asking for attention. But after I kept bringing it up, they all freaked out and dropped me as a friend. After that, I was not allowed to hangout with them. A while later, I was called into the principal's office. I wasn't sure why until she sat me down and explained that I was scaring the students.
"You have always been a great student," she started off, "but recently your grades have been dropping. Whatever this whole new behavior is, it needs to stop. It's unsettling."
Once I got home, I told my parents about everything that has happened, starting from a few months ago. I told them about The Voices, my friends dropping me, and the talk with the principal. Though my parents listened, they wouldn't believe me. Apparently, they received phone calls from concerned parents about my behavior. My dad concluded that it was my phone that caused me to act up, so he took it away from me. I tried convincing my mom to believe me but just like in every argument, she'd always side with my dad.
Ever since that day, everyone began avoiding me. Nobody would talk to me. My old friends would give me the cold shoulder when I tried talking to them. My teachers wouldn't help either as they would always ignore me when I tried to talk to them about The Voices. It was as if I wasn't there.
Forgotten.
I’ve lost everyone, my friends, my parents, my teachers. The only people that accompany me are The Voices that live in my head.
“Walk the plank...” their voices whispered in my head, they still haven't left me alone.
Another day of isolation, this time my parents left my plate empty. I guess they forgot about me too. I wouldn’t blame them. I checked the fridge to be faced with non-edible treats, so I left the house with an empty stomach and rode my bike to school.
When I entered the school building. Nobody looked at me, they were all doing their own thing. 
“I’ll get used to it, eventually.” I thought as I found my classroom and went inside. When I entered, the whole class went quiet. I took a seat at my assigned desk and prayed for the class to start. The silence was so loud, but The Voices were louder as they echoed through my mind.
"Walk the plank."
What did that even mean? What plank?
My thoughts were interrupted when the bell rang and the teacher walked in to take attendance.
The voices started to talk again, “Consider it.”
I began to zone out.
“Lucinda...” they called my name calmly, “Lucinda…!” 
I tried to ignore them, they aren't real.
“LUCINDA!” I snapped my head toward my teacher, Mr Ortiz. “Y-yes?” I asked in confusion but he didn't hear me. 
“Good gosh, where is that girl? She's been absent for more then 2 days!” He sighed then continued attendance. 
I sat in silence for the remainder of the class.
It was lunch time, I didn’t bring anything since my parents didn't bother to restock the fridge. So during my lunch period, I spent my time standing on the roof. Mostly looking off the building and seeing how high it is.
The voices were at it again, “Walk the plank…” I closed my eyes and tried to ignore them.
At the end of the day, I went into my locker to put away a few books. When I unlocked it, a letter flew out. I decided to put it in my backpack so I could read it when I got home.
I got home after a stressful day at school. While I took off my shoes, I noticed that my mom was in the kitchen. She was busy preparing for dinner, chopping vegetables slowly to prevent cutting herself.
-Chop-         -Chop-         -Chop-
She didn’t bother to greet me so I ignored her and went up to my room.
I opened my backpack and took out the letter, it was addressed to me but there was no name of the sender. When I opened the letter, I was met with giant letters written in jet black ink.
WALK THE PLANK
I dropped the letter and began to freak out. Is someone stalking me? What does this mean? What's happening?
“Walk the plank…” The voices echoed.
“Walk the plank…”         "Walk the plank…”         “Walk the plank…”
They repeated on and on as they got louder and louder, they wouldn’t stop. I covered my ears, but that didn't help. In fact, they got more louder.
I felt like crying.
I repeatedly slammed my head on the wall, causing The Voices to stop while also causing pain to my forehead. I was relieved, but I knew they'd come back eventually.
I couldn’t take it anymore. 
The next day, I got up early and left without a word. I was certain that my parents didn't notice my disappearance, not that they cared anyway. Once I got to school, I went straight to the rooftop.
So here I am, standing at the edge of the building. Watching the trees sway as the wind blows by. 
A thousand angels whispered to me.
“Walk the plank…”
I look down at the wave of cars and held my breath as I mentally prepared myself.
Then, I walked off.
Category:Mental Illness