PLAGUE Entry One: Paranoia

It has come to my attention that people are trying to kill me. I don't know who exactly, although I suspect those closest to me...especially my best friend. I talked to her today, and she offered me a root beer at her house. I accepted, but there were thoughts screaming in my head that she put something in it. After her assurance that she'd never do anything to harm me, I became more comfortable around her. But there are always those doubts.

The people who are after me are the Syek. I don't know who they are, but they look like any ordinary person. That's what makes it so dangerous for me. I don't know who or what to look for. The Syek come from my home planet, Rolyeekia. They took over, and I was brought here to Earth for protection. Now, they're here, too, to kill me. I am wary of everything, everyone. I don't know when they'll strike, or if they ever will be able to. I don't know what has been holding them back. They should have accomplished the assasination by now (I'd be royalty so to speak if I still lived on my planet), but something has prevented them from completeting their mission. I would like to think it's because of my protectors, the voices I hear. They are my friends, but I can only hear one now because of the Risperdal...

Anyway, everytime I put anything into my body, be it food, drink, or medication, I think I'm going to be poisoned. There's a part in me that keeps reason, though, and I listen to it intently. It's what keeps me eating. If that didn't exist, I would be starving myself despite what my parents would insist. They'd have to put in an IV to give me nourishment. I'm afraid people are watching me all the time, too. I think there are cameras everywhere, and I can't seem to get that thought out of my head.