I sat there in bed contemplating whether or not I should get up. It was a Saturday morning, and I was free to do whatever I wanted. I thought sleeping in till about ten would be a good idea.

  However after curling up in my bed sheets, I suddenly remembered that I'm supposed to go to the mall with my friends today.

"Ugh! I don't want to get up." I complained burying my face into my pillow.

Startled, I sat up in bed, and looked for the source of the voice. It seemed to be a deeper voice, yet it was clear that the voice was feminine. From what I could see no other person was visibly in my room. We'll other than my cat skittles, but he can't really be counted as a person.

"Who's there?"

I couldn't discern where the sound was coming from, but it was so close and very clear. Plus it also seemed very rude.

"Where are you!"

At this point I was starting to get frustrated, a intruder had gotten into my house and I can't locate them. Plus I was also grumpy from when I realized before that I couldn't stay in bed.

"Um whoever you are I'm not Octavia." I replied.

I heard a faint grown. Then for some reason my heart rate sped up, a lot. My body was now going into panic.

"Yeah no kidding, now where are you hiding? Under my bed?"

My heart now felt like it was about to jump out of my chest. The more this voice panicked, the more my body was feeling similar effects.

"What, what!? Speak, tell me! What are you freaking out about!?"

"Come again?"

  My face when white, the point this mysterious voice was trying to make was starting to sink in. It was true that no one else was in my room and the only place left that would fit it's symptoms would be in my head. At least that's what I thought. That famous quote from Shirlock Holmes repeated continuously in my mind.

"Okay, just need to calm down. All we need is a simple test."

  I brought my hand upwards in front of my face. Suddenly it felt like my heart stopped and it became slightly more difficult to breathe. My eyes started to water as I stared at my hand.

Many questions flooded my mind at that notion of not recognizing hands.

"I'm a Human."

I heard faint sobbing in the back of my mind, and my eye's started to water.

It felt like it would be the wrong time to ask, but the question was very important. "What where you before?"

A small smile formed on the corners of my mouth. I was in no place to doubt her but that answer was the last thing I expected.

"Its Linn." I said.

"And you?"

  On the way to the mall the thought hit me, what if I'm just crazy? In the past cases of people hearing voices in their heads they had mental difficulties. But I haven't had mental problems before, was it like a disease that chooses people at random? Because if that's that was the case I couldn't live like that. Everyone I know would be asking questions about why I've been talking to myself and going into a panic at the sight of meat. I just couldn't live like that.

"Says the voice claiming to be a mythical creature in my head."

"Unicorns are horses with a bone sticking out of their head, from ancient mythology." I deadpanned.

I felt a flash of anger assault me from the back of my mind.

"Yeah, why?"

My face immediately lost all emotion." Yep, I'm just crazy."