So, this is a kind of short story that I wrote one evening when I was just bored out of my mind. Please tell your opinion, feel free to criticize, it is much appreciated =)
The voices buzzed inside my head, making me feel dizzy. I couldn't help but hold onto the bed post for support. In a state of exhaustion, I collapsed on the bed with a sigh. The voices never let me sleep. They were like many people were talking all at once, screaming all at once.
Madness, rage, worry, sadness were the emotions that those voices gave off. I couldn't understand a word of what the people were saying, only bloodcurdling screams. These voices were making me go crazy. Slowly, gradually, I was losing my sanity.
I didn't want to become like her. I could still hear her screams, very much like those inside of my head. She, my sister. She had been the same as me, hearing those voices, she had gone mad and unable to take it any longer, she had committed suicide.