Friends or Foes
by Jason Allen
(Palmdale, CA, USA)
I began hearing voices when I was down and out on my luck in this civilization.
I was staying with my older brother in Inglewood, CA. I spent most of my time laying down and watching tv, listening to music, and also smoking marijuana. Casually I began hearing voices of friends and family which I believe happened because of my traumatic past as a child.
To this day I still hear the voices of past loved ones, and living friends, sometimes pleasant and sometimes unpleasant. My problem is sometimes I believe them to be real.