This is just a short story I wrote and submitted to the SQA as a piece of my Nat 5 English folio.


4. Realisation.

When I opened them again, I was in a familiar place. I was in my bedroom again, standing on a chair with the noose around my neck. Looking down at my body, I was in my underwear; all my scars and fresh wounds were showing. Blood dripping down every inch of my body, I was barely recognisable.



Realisation dawned on me; it was all in my head


I wasn’t at war with the voices; I was at war with myself.


For once, I had won.

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