It was dark, I felt claustrophobic. The last thing I remember is the voices in my head, telling me to kill my sister Lolly.

I Remember picking up the ax, wielding it over her head and slamming it down. Kill her ,the voices insisted.

The ax separated us forever, blood poured out of the sides of both our heads, where we had been conjoined for twenty two years.

The pain was excruciating.

Then I passed out.

But where was I now ?

So dark. My head resting upon a soft…a pillow.. OH NOO it can’t be!!

I was free from Lolly.
I can’t..breath.. I’m so alone, even the voices have left me.

They buried me ALIVE !!!

But I am Not dead!!