The white streak

I'd literally ran back to my dorm room, I didn't stop, I didn't stop till I got to the door, I rummaged through my pockets, finger fumbling frantically trying to get my trembling hand to stop shaking and just allow me to open my door so the people in the corridor would stop FUCKING WHISPERING!
God this is like a fucking anxiety overload, quick!
"Just hurry up, stop being such a mess and open the god damn door, it's not difficult so what the fuck are you playing at, i have things to fucking do and I've not got time to sit hear listening to you feel sorry for yourself" Yep its back! it's fucking back in my head, great how long this time, how long am i gonna have to be driven insane by this little voice in my head, this little demon, hissing at me for not doing everything it wants.
Finally the door flung open, I jumped inside slammed it open and slid down the side of the wall until I was sat with my knees to my face almost in tears but trying to hold them back, trying to hold my weaknesses, I couldn't stop myself, one tear, two tears, three tears, four. I was now just a sobbing mound on the empty floor, listening to the wicked voice telling me how pathetic i was making it worse, not like it matter, it probably feeds of my brokenness
As i lay a pool of sadness and despair, i hear the little voice creep up...
"You're fucking weak jack, you wont last long, you don't have much left to live now, and lucky for you, all this torture you're putting yourself through will end and you won't need to live your awful life anymore, isn't that nice, oh and also, as your departure will be sooner than i thought, your gonna get a little peace more often, i need to go sort some things out in hell for the uprising, your gonna be doing us a huge favor by sacrificing yourself to us jack, don't worry we will remember you when we take over, jack the savior of demons you'll go down in the new worlds history jack, doesn't that sound..." It paused before breathing "lovely" down my neck, extending every letter sending cold sweat flowing down my back, Then as the shadow attempted to flee my body, it swiftly jerked my head back as usual, but as i was sat by the wall it hit my head and the power of the phantom sent my skull drilling through the wall in order to escape, and then there was the usual routine, except this time the ball of fog lingered in-front of my before announcing
"I might not be back for a few days, lucky you, i need to sort business out, i suppose it might be spiteful of me to let you spend your last few days, weeks, whatever it'll be, with me in your head, try not get too close to people, like we said before Jacky, can't have people missing or remembering you can we, I'm trusting you" and with that it was gone, gone without a trace, imprinting my mental health but not leaving a foot print in the world, not yet i suppose... what was gonna happen? in the next few days of freedom? with my death? what about after me? what does he mean new world? I could feel a wet sensation at the back of my head, i felt dizzy and vulnerable, the wet dripping through my hair onto my back, was it just sweat? felt thicker than sweat, and it hurt... a lot. I could feel myself growing sleepy, i felt weaker than before, my last thought before it went dark.
I'm so fucking scared, I'm not lucky, I'm just possessed

Notes

Okaii I know I said I'd update more often, but right now my heads a shed, but i should probably update again today cause i have no life, feedback is really appreciated

Alex~