Our life. Our home. Our horror and reality. Sold for cheap thrills. I write this as a cautionary tale. With my strength failing me and my thoughts on home and what I have left behind, I want to add to the record and to the second set of stories.
IIt got worse when I began to hear soft cries as the same image appeared on every screen in the house.t was creepy when I clicked the link on my phone and it took me to a page with a distorted image of a weeping face.
Ih have been sitting with this for a few months and just need to let it out. I’m too ashamed to really talk about this to people around me.mi.
y abusers family catfished me for half a year pretending to be another victim and I can’t trust anyone anymore
a2t the end of the day it was all for fun, and i loved making gemini look evil1- solely just to spite generative ai somehow
p- scaring my friends for gits and shiggles
robably because i had two ideas in mind:
I’m skeptical about the unseen, like ghosts/spirits. One day, one of my relatives told me if I own a humanoid doll/plush and attached to it, treating it with love as if they’re real (like talking/venting to it even just from heart), there’s a chance "spirits" who died unloved