Alright, I'm only gonna update this 5 times. The first update (this one) is just a prologue. The rest will be better. _____________ Sanity. Most people don't have to worry about having theirs. They live normal lives. But I don't. I've lost my sanity, and all my traces of humanity with it. It's 8pm. Almost night. Another night of living hell on Earth. Another night of living through the most disturbing hallucinations I can imagine. I've been living like this for a year now. The doctors give me medicine, but it doesn't work. I tell them it does, just because I know that the next bottle of pills will be worse then the ones before. 9pm. The sun is gone. I get up, turn off the light, and lay down. I can probably have a half hour of sleep, if I try hard. 10pm. The hallucinating starts. Voices whispering in my ear, then screaming. Vivid images of faceless demons staring at me. Huge spiders crawling all over me. I feel every touch of their legs, I hear every scream, I see every demon out to steal my horrifying life. 8am. I got a total of 30 minutes of sleep. My body has adjusted to the lack of sleep, so I can get along fine. Not like I'm going to do anything anyway. I eat, sleep, and watch TV. Life couldn't get much worse. My mother calls at around 1. "Are you alright?" she always asks. I give her the same lie as always. "Nothing's wrong." I tell her. She believes me. 3 months later. Nothing has changed. I get out of bed, my throat aching from screaming out my fear all night. Everything's normal, but then I hear it. A whisper, the one I hear at night. It starts out faint, but then it grows into a loud voice. I can't hear what it's saying. What they're saying. It speaks with such urgency that it grows into a shout. And then it ends, just as fast as it started. I realize I haven't been breathing the whole time. I shakily walk to my couch and sit. And before I could stop myself, I cry. I cry harder then I ever have in my life, knowing that I've discovered a new nightmare.