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Psychiatrist 1: 📈
Psychiatrist : 2📊
You but not you: 🗡️❓
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🗡️𝓨𝓸𝓾🗡️

I walk on the sidewalk hand in hand with my sister, Elizabeth

with Michael and Evan.
Just then my head starts to hurt and I feel a little woozy.

🍦: "Are you okay Y/N?"

I give her my fakest smile and tell her:
🗡️: "Oh no I'm okay just a lil tired."

🍦: "Whatever you say."

We begin to pick up the pace when we realize that we might be late.
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I sigh.

It's math, the worst subject of all!  I can't wait for that bell to ring. I look up at the clock again.
Then I hear that terrible voice.

ⱧɆⱠⱠØ.

What do you want?
...
₭łⱠⱠ ɎØɄⱤ ₱₴Ɏ₵Ⱨł₳₮Ɽł₴₮

The hell? No thanks..

ɎØɄ ĐØ₦'₮ Ⱨ₳VɆ ₳ ₵ⱧØł₵Ɇ.

The purple eyes appeared all over the room everything was dark, my head hurts..
Y/N?
Y/N!

I look up to see the teacher looking at me with a concerned expression.
🍎: "Go take a bathroom break. You look stressed."

I sighed before getting up and heading to the bathroom.

I wash my face with water before looking up and seeing my eye are purple. Like glowing purple...

My eyes widened as I tried looking for something  to cover my eyes but when I looked in the mirror it's back to normal.

I sighed in relief  before heading back to math.

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It's the end of the day and I'm finally home.
It's time for an appointment with the psychiatrist.

My dad is waiting for me outside in the car.
I put my hand on the door handle but something stops me..
I head to the kitchen and grab a small dagger on the counter and put it in my pocket. It feels like I'm in control of my body but I'm not...

I then leave the house.

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I'm sitting down in my chair tapping my feet impatiently. The psychiatrist is taking awhile to enter the room and I'm losing my mind.

He finally entered the room with a clipboard and asked me some questions.

📈: "What brings you here today, Y/N Afton?"

I looked at my hands before awkwardly answering.

🗡️: " Uh.. Well..my parents are concerned about me because I've been seeing these uhm.. purple eyes.."
📈: "Interesting...."

He writes it down on his clipboard

📈: "Well then...how are you feeling today?"

🗡️: "Okay."
He writes it down
📈: "What's a hobby of yours?"

🗡️: "I like drawing."
He writes it down

📈: "Would you like to show me some drawings of yours?"

Suddenly I loose control of my body.
🗡️❓: "Sure! Let's go get it from the storage room!"

📈: "Lead the way."

'I' stand up and walk to the storage room with my   psychiatrist hand in hand before shoving him onto the ground.
🗡️❓: "Sorry but you can't know about my bosses whereabouts."

📈: "W-what?!"

'I' pull out the dagger from earlier and lift it up.

🗡️❓: "₲ØØĐ฿ɎɆ!"

'I'make the creepiest face ever before ruthlessly stabbing the poor man over and over again until he's no longer breathing.

He no longer controls me. I look around the room. My hands and clothes are bloody, so are the walls and the floor. I stand up and find a trash bag on the ground.

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I trudge out of the storage room with the trash bag after mopping up the blood and wiping down the walls. I think you would already know but yes, the body is in the bag. I'm panicking. What if someone finds out? What if I accidentally leave a little bit of blood on the ground?!

I take a deep breath.

Just at the moment I hear a blood curling scream.

'This is going to be a terrible idea but I'll do it anyway.' I think before following the sound

I find the room and peek through the doorway.

And there I see him. A bloody brown haired boy next to a dead psychiatrist.

He looks up at me.

🔦: "Who are you?"

🗡️: "Uhm.. uh Y/N—"

Before I can finish a knife gets thrown at me. Luckily I dodge.

🔦: "No witnesses." Is all he says before going to attack me again.

This time I pull out the dagger and attack him leaving a scar on his cheek.
(A/N: This is why he has to wear a bandaid)

🗡️: "Don't you think it's quite rude to interrupt a lady while she's speaking?" I taunt, while he's planning another attack.

But just then we hear footsteps so I drag him behind a couch.

It's my dad.

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