Why won't they leave me alone? I ask myself that question every morning of every day. I don't know why it's me they stalk it’s me they talk to. It’s always the unanswered question of "why me?"

It was the middle of 6th grade and I was actually doing pretty good at my new school, I mean I had some friends and I felt that I was doing good.

Then October came around (how ironic).

It was pretty much the same except that I woke up with a small headache. I didn't think much of it so I got ready and I went to school. I was already kind of feeling bad, but not from a headache. No it was because all day (especially at lunch) I kept hearing whispers. I thought they were about me. I started to get sad and when we came back into third period they got louder and louder. I sat away from everyone that day and left it at that. All through his lesson I keep hearing them. I heard them, but I didn't look up from my book because I didn't want to know who was talking about me. So toward the middle of his lesson I asked to go to the bathroom. I just couldn't stay in there any longer

I was relieved to get out, and once I did the whispers stopped. I was full of relief. I went to the restroom and came out. As I walked down the hallway I heard them again. I knew I was the only one in that hall, so I turned and looked all around, but there was nothing. I was freaking out at this point, so I was asking who's there, and then the whispers got louder. I heard the words, then laughs and all this other commotion. I was so scared I started to cry.

I kid you not. The next thing was like my own personal horror movie in all this commotion. Out of nowhere came this loud, evil, terrifying hissing / growl laugh thing, and it hurt so bad. Then the voices got so loud I just couldn't take it any more. I screamed at the top of my lungs "leave me alone" "leave me alone". It didn't relieve it, but soon after, the teachers were all around me asking questions. I said nothing and that I hadn't screamed, but now everyone thinks I'm a little weird.

This has been going on since the 6th grade, and now I can even see them. Some of them will even talk to me. I am now a freshman at a new school and my parents don't know I'm trying to be normal, but it’s kind of hard because I will say something out of the blue. The truth is I am having a conversation with "no one".