When I was just a child, I felt voices in my head, I thought I was going crazy.
I told my mother but she just ignored me and punished me.
I was in my room all the time listening to that voice, however when I would leave the room the voice would go away, I was confused, I didn't know what to do.
So I went to live with my father for a few days. To see if I could be me again.
Well my stay was quick and boring.
When I came back my mother gave me a hug and a kiss on my forehead and told me in tears.
-Forgive me, son, I swear I will believe what you tell me.
Well since that day I heard the voice again, so I didn't give it importance until I turned 17 when my mother came to me and told me that the voice I was hearing was of a girl who had been kidnapped, and apparently it was to get her corneas.
She was asking for help but you could only hear the short one because they cut her tongue.
But the police, they came in and pulled her out in time.
I always ask myself one question.
What would have happened if they hadn't found her?
Would she have died because of me?