Don't be fooled by my warm smile and sparkly eyes. There are voices in my head and they've been whispering dark sweet nothings into my ear since I was a child. Not long after my psychiatrist released me into the general population again, I knew the only thing I was qualified for was writing down what the voices said. I'm kidding of course. Or am I? Read one of my free short stories and find out for yourself.
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