My names sukashi . Im 20 years old and live in america. Its a bit complicated right now but you'll understand soon.well.. I was just there in my room when i read something.. A creepypasta.. It was about this boy named toby...ticci toby. Yeah.
Well it was after that my life became hell. I started seing things like demons and murderers. Lots of them. I also payed more attention to the news for killongs.. Strange enough there was always a few each day.. Like they struck in the night. I kept hearing voices in my head. Whispering the unknown. I sat there shivering... It was cold today. I picked up my pocket knife from my bedside table. It was sharp enough to pierce skin. I sighed and pressed it against my fingertip creating a tiny pool of blood. Atleast that was normal.. I started to think it was getting better...until i saw a symbol on my hand... A circle with a cross in it.. I ran to the bathroom trying to rub it off desperately. It wouldnt come off... How did i get it?.
I slumped against the wall and stared at myself.. Im changing..