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Dude I’m gonna respond to you 1 time and 1 time only. Your crazy fucking meth binges are one thing but usernames like that and accusations like that are fucking foul. Nobody can stop you from spamming us on Reddit but one day you’re gonna say the wrong thing to the wrong person in real life and they are gonna disfigure your face and give you brain damage. I hope you remember that next time you snap out of this psychosis and vehemently apologize to us on the microtech subreddit for doing this shit once again. Please find some help for your own sake. Goodbye.It’s so funny. At any time i go on, he’s there. Stalking me. Like I leave for a day or two, and he’s literally just lived on my account. Pathetic, bc he clearly has no friends, and wants none. So many theories go through my head, on how he probably is just a lost man, who was abandoned as a child and never figured out how to socialize. I literally wake up, and ignore him, then at lunch, my coworkers and I use his content for comedy. We actually put money in a hat and then guess how many messages he sent me that night and morning. Pure entertainment! He says he served the military, this man on man stalking is far from patriotic bro. He’ll read this now too, then maybe post another 2-300 messages from several accounts. When I see someone depressed on the street, I show them the life of this guy and how he follows me like my shadow. That even though someone may have what they think is the worst day and don’t want to live, that at least you’re not this guy. Stalking a man, wanting to be him, but instead gets laughed at by complete strangers off the street. I have turned this guy into something positive. Without him, I can’t show others that there’s folks that have a worse and more horrible existence. I was thinking about using this for one of my comedy routines and then posting it for him to see. How I can literally get a room full of complete strangers laughing at how this man has nothing better to do than to follow me around all day on a social media site. Good idea, I’ll use one of his words and use it as the name of my show. Sweet. I may be able to make money even off his shit show. I should thank him, I would say next chance I get, but he’s already have started messaging me now 108 times!! 😂😆🤣😅Nah dude. He sends me 300 l+ messages a night like he’s an ex girlfriend that spends her whole existence on my life. He picks all kinds of things. Also sent his number six months ago allegedly. Too specific on his messages though they are copy and paste. Also he can’t spell, a bit canHey bro, lmk if you want to put you heart where your mouth is. I challenge your big mouth to meet me, bring whatever you got, but that’s probably nothing. That’s why you hate yourself so much and why everyone else in your family does too. I’ll give you an address, then you jump in your moms car, and meet me there. But chances are you’re just a little boy, with a big big mouth, and mommy needs to wash it out with soap. Oh and you did apologize, bc you knew you were wrong for doing this dumb nonsense. You apologized twice actually. And when you get off this tweak binge, you’ll do it again bc you’re just in a psychosis from all the bath salts. Get well soon buddy, you need to lay off the stuff, it’s making you look weak. I mean trolling ppl bc nobody else wants to talk to you, yikes Hey loser, I think I heard your mom say it’s time to get off your phone or she’s gonna take it from you….. again. Last time you were on here you must have gotten punished and grounded from your phone privileges. I know you’re just a lost little soul, far from any type of man that you claim to be, and you never served a day for our country so stop trying to pretend you did by calling us civilians, you sound tacky bro. The reason I know you’re a fraud, isn’t just by the fact you hide behind a computer, it’s bc you call us “civilians” such vulgar words! People who serve out country are proud, have manners, class, and dedication to protecting this country and all the people who live here. You wouldn’t be bullying the people who you claim you protect. 🤦🏻‍♂️ Also, learn how to type and go back and correct you spelling, probably can’t spell you’re name either. Poor child, if you need someone to talk to I’m here for you, I know how it feels to be alone, unwanted, and to feel pain that is far worse than death. So if you need anything and someone to talk to, you got my attention, I don’t want you to lash out at people anymore, it’s not just negativity that gets attention, kindness works too. There’s something I’m that head though that makes you hate yourself and everything around you, so let me pick your brain 🧠. It must not be easy being like this.

Dude I’m gonna respond to you 1 time and 1 time only. Your crazy fucking meth binges are one thing but usernames like that and accusations like that are fucking foul. Nobody can stop you from spamming us on Reddit but one day you’re gonna say the wrong thing to the wrong person in real life and they are gonna disfigure your face and give you brain damage. I hope you remember that next time you snap out of this psychosis and vehemently apologize to us on the microtech subreddit for doing this shit once again. Please find some help for your own sake. Goodbye.It’s so funny. At any time i go on, he’s there. Stalking me. Like I leave for a day or two, and he’s literally just lived on my account. Pathetic, bc he clearly has no friends, and wants none. So many theories go through my head, on how he probably is just a lost man, who was abandoned as a child and never figured out how to socialize. I literally wake up, and ignore him, then at lunch, my coworkers and I use his content for comedy. We actually put money in a hat and then guess how many messages he sent me that night and morning. Pure entertainment! He says he served the military, this man on man stalking is far from patriotic bro. He’ll read this now too, then maybe post another 2-300 messages from several accounts. When I see someone depressed on the street, I show them the life of this guy and how he follows me like my shadow. That even though someone may have what they think is the worst day and don’t want to live, that at least you’re not this guy. Stalking a man, wanting to be him, but instead gets laughed at by complete strangers off the street. I have turned this guy into something positive. Without him, I can’t show others that there’s folks that have a worse and more horrible existence. I was thinking about using this for one of my comedy routines and then posting it for him to see. How I can literally get a room full of complete strangers laughing at how this man has nothing better to do than to follow me around all day on a social media site. Good idea, I’ll use one of his words and use it as the name of my show. Sweet. I may be able to make money even off his shit show. I should thank him, I would say next chance I get, but he’s already have started messaging me now 108 times!! 😂😆🤣😅Nah dude. He sends me 300 l+ messages a night like he’s an ex girlfriend that spends her whole existence on my life. He picks all kinds of things. Also sent his number six months ago allegedly. Too specific on his messages though they are copy and paste. Also he can’t spell, a bit canHey bro, lmk if you want to put you heart where your mouth is. I challenge your big mouth to meet me, bring whatever you got, but that’s probably nothing. That’s why you hate yourself so much and why everyone else in your family does too. I’ll give you an address, then you jump in your moms car, and meet me there. But chances are you’re just a little boy, with a big big mouth, and mommy needs to wash it out with soap. Oh and you did apologize, bc you knew you were wrong for doing this dumb nonsense. You apologized twice actually. And when you get off this tweak binge, you’ll do it again bc you’re just in a psychosis from all the bath salts. Get well soon buddy, you need to lay off the stuff, it’s making you look weak. I mean trolling ppl bc nobody else wants to talk to you, yikes Hey loser, I think I heard your mom say it’s time to get off your phone or she’s gonna take it from you….. again. Last time you were on here you must have gotten punished and grounded from your phone privileges. I know you’re just a lost little soul, far from any type of man that you claim to be, and you never served a day for our country so stop trying to pretend you did by calling us civilians, you sound tacky bro. The reason I know you’re a fraud, isn’t just by the fact you hide behind a computer, it’s bc you call us “civilians” such vulgar words! People who serve out country are proud, have manners, class, and dedication to protecting this country and all the people who live here. You wouldn’t be bullying the people who you claim you protect. 🤦🏻‍♂️ Also, learn how to type and go back and correct you spelling, probably can’t spell you’re name either. Poor child, if you need someone to talk to I’m here for you, I know how it feels to be alone, unwanted, and to feel pain that is far worse than death. So if you need anything and someone to talk to, you got my attention, I don’t want you to lash out at people anymore, it’s not just negativity that gets attention, kindness works too. There’s something I’m that head though that makes you hate yourself and everything around you, so let me pick your brain 🧠. It must not be easy being like this.

Dude I’m gonna respond to you 1 time and 1 time only. Your crazy fucking meth binges are one thing but usernames like that and accusations like that are fucking foul. Nobody can stop you from spamming us on Reddit but one day you’re gonna say the wrong thing to the wrong person in real life and they are gonna disfigure your face and give you brain damage. I hope you remember that next time you snap out of this psychosis and vehemently apologize to us on the microtech subreddit for doing this shit once again. Please find some help for your own sake. Goodbye.It’s so funny. At any time i go on, he’s there. Stalking me. Like I leave for a day or two, and he’s literally just lived on my account. Pathetic, bc he clearly has no friends, and wants none. So many theories go through my head, on how he probably is just a lost man, who was abandoned as a child and never figured out how to socialize. I literally wake up, and ignore him, then at lunch, my coworkers and I use his content for comedy. We actually put money in a hat and then guess how many messages he sent me that night and morning. Pure entertainment! He says he served the military, this man on man stalking is far from patriotic bro. He’ll read this now too, then maybe post another 2-300 messages from several accounts. When I see someone depressed on the street, I show them the life of this guy and how he follows me like my shadow. That even though someone may have what they think is the worst day and don’t want to live, that at least you’re not this guy. Stalking a man, wanting to be him, but instead gets laughed at by complete strangers off the street. I have turned this guy into something positive. Without him, I can’t show others that there’s folks that have a worse and more horrible existence. I was thinking about using this for one of my comedy routines and then posting it for him to see. How I can literally get a room full of complete strangers laughing at how this man has nothing better to do than to follow me around all day on a social media site. Good idea, I’ll use one of his words and use it as the name of my show. Sweet. I may be able to make money even off his shit show. I should thank him, I would say next chance I get, but he’s already have started messaging me now 108 times!! 😂😆🤣😅Nah dude. He sends me 300 l+ messages a night like he’s an ex girlfriend that spends her whole existence on my life. He picks all kinds of things. Also sent his number six months ago allegedly. Too specific on his messages though they are copy and paste. Also he can’t spell, a bit canHey bro, lmk if you want to put you heart where your mouth is. I challenge your big mouth to meet me, bring whatever you got, but that’s probably nothing. That’s why you hate yourself so much and why everyone else in your family does too. I’ll give you an address, then you jump in your moms car, and meet me there. But chances are you’re just a little boy, with a big big mouth, and mommy needs to wash it out with soap. Oh and you did apologize, bc you knew you were wrong for doing this dumb nonsense. You apologized twice actually. And when you get off this tweak binge, you’ll do it again bc you’re just in a psychosis from all the bath salts. Get well soon buddy, you need to lay off the stuff, it’s making you look weak. I mean trolling ppl bc nobody else wants to talk to you, yikes Hey loser, I think I heard your mom say it’s time to get off your phone or she’s gonna take it from you….. again. Last time you were on here you must have gotten punished and grounded from your phone privileges. I know you’re just a lost little soul, far from any type of man that you claim to be, and you never served a day for our country so stop trying to pretend you did by calling us civilians, you sound tacky bro. The reason I know you’re a fraud, isn’t just by the fact you hide behind a computer, it’s bc you call us “civilians” such vulgar words! People who serve out country are proud, have manners, class, and dedication to protecting this country and all the people who live here. You wouldn’t be bullying the people who you claim you protect. 🤦🏻‍♂️ Also, learn how to type and go back and correct you spelling, probably can’t spell you’re name either. Poor child, if you need someone to talk to I’m here for you, I know how it feels to be alone, unwanted, and to feel pain that is far worse than death. So if you need anything and someone to talk to, you got my attention, I don’t want you to lash out at people anymore, it’s not just negativity that gets attention, kindness works too. There’s something I’m that head though that makes you hate yourself and everything around you, so let me pick your brain 🧠. It must not be easy being like this.

Dude I’m gonna respond to you 1 time and 1 time only. Your crazy fucking meth binges are one thing but usernames like that and accusations like that are fucking foul. Nobody can stop you from spamming us on Reddit but one day you’re gonna say the wrong thing to the wrong person in real life and they are gonna disfigure your face and give you brain damage. I hope you remember that next time you snap out of this psychosis and vehemently apologize to us on the microtech subreddit for doing this shit once again. Please find some help for your own sake. Goodbye.It’s so funny. At any time i go on, he’s there. Stalking me. Like I leave for a day or two, and he’s literally just lived on my account. Pathetic, bc he clearly has no friends, and wants none. So many theories go through my head, on how he probably is just a lost man, who was abandoned as a child and never figured out how to socialize. I literally wake up, and ignore him, then at lunch, my coworkers and I use his content for comedy. We actually put money in a hat and then guess how many messages he sent me that night and morning. Pure entertainment! He says he served the military, this man on man stalking is far from patriotic bro. He’ll read this now too, then maybe post another 2-300 messages from several accounts. When I see someone depressed on the street, I show them the life of this guy and how he follows me like my shadow. That even though someone may have what they think is the worst day and don’t want to live, that at least you’re not this guy. Stalking a man, wanting to be him, but instead gets laughed at by complete strangers off the street. I have turned this guy into something positive. Without him, I can’t show others that there’s folks that have a worse and more horrible existence. I was thinking about using this for one of my comedy routines and then posting it for him to see. How I can literally get a room full of complete strangers laughing at how this man has nothing better to do than to follow me around all day on a social media site. Good idea, I’ll use one of his words and use it as the name of my show. Sweet. I may be able to make money even off his shit show. I should thank him, I would say next chance I get, but he’s already have started messaging me now 108 times!! 😂😆🤣😅Nah dude. He sends me 300 l+ messages a night like he’s an ex girlfriend that spends her whole existence on my life. He picks all kinds of things. Also sent his number six months ago allegedly. Too specific on his messages though they are copy and paste. Also he can’t spell, a bit canHey bro, lmk if you want to put you heart where your mouth is. I challenge your big mouth to meet me, bring whatever you got, but that’s probably nothing. That’s why you hate yourself so much and why everyone else in your family does too. I’ll give you an address, then you jump in your moms car, and meet me there. But chances are you’re just a little boy, with a big big mouth, and mommy needs to wash it out with soap. Oh and you did apologize, bc you knew you were wrong for doing this dumb nonsense. You apologized twice actually. And when you get off this tweak binge, you’ll do it again bc you’re just in a psychosis from all the bath salts. Get well soon buddy, you need to lay off the stuff, it’s making you look weak. I mean trolling ppl bc nobody else wants to talk to you, yikes Hey loser, I think I heard your mom say it’s time to get off your phone or she’s gonna take it from you….. again. Last time you were on here you must have gotten punished and grounded from your phone privileges. I know you’re just a lost little soul, far from any type of man that you claim to be, and you never served a day for our country so stop trying to pretend you did by calling us civilians, you sound tacky bro. The reason I know you’re a fraud, isn’t just by the fact you hide behind a computer, it’s bc you call us “civilians” such vulgar words! People who serve out country are proud, have manners, class, and dedication to protecting this country and all the people who live here. You wouldn’t be bullying the people who you claim you protect. 🤦🏻‍♂️ Also, learn how to type and go back and correct you spelling, probably can’t spell you’re name either. Poor child, if you need someone to talk to I’m here for you, I know how it feels to be alone, unwanted, and to feel pain that is far worse than death. So if you need anything and someone to talk to, you got my attention, I don’t want you to lash out at people anymore, it’s not just negativity that gets attention, kindness works too. There’s something I’m that head though that makes you hate yourself and everything around you, so let me pick your brain 🧠. It must not be easy being like this.

Dude I’m gonna respond to you 1 time and 1 time only. Your crazy fucking meth binges are one thing but usernames like that and accusations like that are fucking foul. Nobody can stop you from spamming us on Reddit but one day you’re gonna say the wrong thing to the wrong person in real life and they are gonna disfigure your face and give you brain damage. I hope you remember that next time you snap out of this psychosis and vehemently apologize to us on the microtech subreddit for doing this shit once again. Please find some help for your own sake. Goodbye.It’s so funny. At any time i go on, he’s there. Stalking me. Like I leave for a day or two, and he’s literally just lived on my account. Pathetic, bc he clearly has no friends, and wants none. So many theories go through my head, on how he probably is just a lost man, who was abandoned as a child and never figured out how to socialize. I literally wake up, and ignore him, then at lunch, my coworkers and I use his content for comedy. We actually put money in a hat and then guess how many messages he sent me that night and morning. Pure entertainment! He says he served the military, this man on man stalking is far from patriotic bro. He’ll read this now too, then maybe post another 2-300 messages from several accounts. When I see someone depressed on the street, I show them the life of this guy and how he follows me like my shadow. That even though someone may have what they think is the worst day and don’t want to live, that at least you’re not this guy. Stalking a man, wanting to be him, but instead gets laughed at by complete strangers off the street. I have turned this guy into something positive. Without him, I can’t show others that there’s folks that have a worse and more horrible existence. I was thinking about using this for one of my comedy routines and then posting it for him to see. How I can literally get a room full of complete strangers laughing at how this man has nothing better to do than to follow me around all day on a social media site. Good idea, I’ll use one of his words and use it as the name of my show. Sweet. I may be able to make money even off his shit show. I should thank him, I would say next chance I get, but he’s already have started messaging me now 108 times!! 😂😆🤣😅Nah dude. He sends me 300 l+ messages a night like he’s an ex girlfriend that spends her whole existence on my life. He picks all kinds of things. Also sent his number six months ago allegedly. Too specific on his messages though they are copy and paste. Also he can’t spell, a bit canHey bro, lmk if you want to put you heart where your mouth is. I challenge your big mouth to meet me, bring whatever you got, but that’s probably nothing. That’s why you hate yourself so much and why everyone else in your family does too. I’ll give you an address, then you jump in your moms car, and meet me there. But chances are you’re just a little boy, with a big big mouth, and mommy needs to wash it out with soap. Oh and you did apologize, bc you knew you were wrong for doing this dumb nonsense. You apologized twice actually. And when you get off this tweak binge, you’ll do it again bc you’re just in a psychosis from all the bath salts. Get well soon buddy, you need to lay off the stuff, it’s making you look weak. I mean trolling ppl bc nobody else wants to talk to you, yikes Hey loser, I think I heard your mom say it’s time to get off your phone or she’s gonna take it from you….. again. Last time you were on here you must have gotten punished and grounded from your phone privileges. I know you’re just a lost little soul, far from any type of man that you claim to be, and you never served a day for our country so stop trying to pretend you did by calling us civilians, you sound tacky bro. The reason I know you’re a fraud, isn’t just by the fact you hide behind a computer, it’s bc you call us “civilians” such vulgar words! People who serve out country are proud, have manners, class, and dedication to protecting this country and all the people who live here. You wouldn’t be bullying the people who you claim you protect. 🤦🏻‍♂️ Also, learn how to type and go back and correct you spelling, probably can’t spell you’re name either. Poor child, if you need someone to talk to I’m here for you, I know how it feels to be alone, unwanted, and to feel pain that is far worse than death. So if you need anything and someone to talk to, you got my attention, I don’t want you to lash out at people anymore, it’s not just negativity that gets attention, kindness works too. There’s something I’m that head though that makes you hate yourself and everything around you, so let me pick your brain 🧠. It must not be easy being like this.

Since Mandy still had not turned up and most everyone else in the house had things to do, Paul decided little Dan could spend the rest of the morning, at least, with him. He got himself and the child properly dressed, then opted to tuck the lad into his own oversized coat as they stepped out into the blustery air.
"You can't walk much yet, eh?" Paul said.
"Haaa," Danny intimated.
"Well, I can haul you about. 'Sides, even if you could walk, you've no shoes."
They set off down the street, Paul humming to himself as he usually did. The baby's downy hair tickled under the shelf of his chin, and it almost made him laugh.
This was going to be an odd day.
At the corner, Betty and Joey from down the street were about to cross. Betty had her big shopping basket; they had paused so she could redo the buttons on Joey's jacket.
"Pree baby," Joey slurred as Paul stopped beside them, and his free hand fluttered upward for a moment before he looked worriedly to Betty.
"C'n I? C'n?"
"He's wondering if he could pat Danny's hair," Betty translated.
"Oh," Paul nodded. "Sure, I guess."
Joey's fingers gently played with the faint strands for a moment, and then Joey grinned.
"M'pal," he said, and pointed to Danny.
"You got duty today, hmm?" Betty murmured, trying to strike up conversation.
Paul nodded again.
"Yup. Mandy wasn't back yet, and everyone was busy, so..."
"Got a day off or that?"
"Sure," Paul said, and laughed weakly.
Betty and Joey headed on then, and Paul waved to them, then checked that he had Danny securely settled.
It was a little embarrassing to know he was one of the few on the street that had no proper job or other productive way to pass time. Mostly he walked around the city, window shopping and reading newspapers or magazines. Sometimes he went to a library and read up on things needed around the squat, like repairs. At least then he felt he was doing something.
Today, he figured, would be mostly a going-inside-places day. Probably he could have just stayed in the house, but that always made him feel half-mad. Still, with the baby along, it would make sense not to stay out in the cold too much. Poor little guy might freeze.
Still, they walked a long way before Paul decided to stop in at that silly little music shop, Muztara. That place was always a little too warm, but there were spots to sit, and the owners always had free tea and cake for customers.
The door of the shop had a whole little rig of tiny brass bells that it rang when opened; Danny seemed to like that. At least he laughed and made a repetitive little "Shhhiii, shiiii" noise for a bit after. The slouchy guy behind the till looked up and waved.
"Hey, Paul."
"Hey."
As Paul was moving toward the tea urn, the guy moved generally that direction as well, slotting some LPs into a bin.
"You got a kid now?" he asked.
"Uhm," Paul said, filling a styrene cup and settling himself on a bench.
"We got milk, if ya want. For the kid."
"Ah? Tha'd be great. Ta."
Unfastening his coat, Paul eased Danny out and plumped the kid down on the bench at his side.
"How old's he?" the slouchy guy asked, reappearing from some back room with the milk.
"Uh, just a year."
"Cool. 'S'name?"
"Daniel. Danny, mostly."
"Nice. Here ya go then, Danny."
The guy had poured some milk into a funny little plastic teacup, and he handed it carefully to the baby, who very seriously accepted it and then stared at it, confused. Shaking his head and smiling, Paul set his tea aside for a moment to help the little lad drink.
"He's not s' good with cups just yet."
"Ah. Figures, as he's s' young."
There were a lot of biscuits and cakes laid out near the tea urn in boxes, and now Danny was craning his head around to look at them.
"Bikit?" he asked.
"Okay, little guy. One biscuit."
Paul chose soft rather than something crunchy, figuring that was best for little teeth. Danny seemed happy either way, shoving his milk cup into Paul's hands so he could concentrate on the sweet.
They sat a long time there. Now and then other people entered the shop. A few commented on Danny, mostly saying he was real cute. Paul felt proud whenever they did, since they also mostly seemed to think he was the baby's dad. It was flattering, sort of.
Eventually, Danny got fussy, rubbing his eyes and leaning against Paul's arm, whining. Probably he was tired. Paul stood slowly, stretching, then picked Danny up and tucked him back into the coat, fastening it carefully.
"Headed back out?" the slouchy guy yawned.
"Mm-hmm."
"Have a good day."
Danny seemed happier once they were back on the street, burrowing his head against Paul's jumper and ceasing his whining. Paul decided a library might be all right next. It would be nice and quiet. Little guy might sleep a bit.
Sure enough, by the time they reached the intended destination, Danny was well asleep, drooling just slightly. No big deal.
For the hour and a half that Danny slept, Paul read mostly about gardening. At the squats, everyone sort of worked together to grow a bit of food in the back gardens to save money, and he had some ideas for new vegetable beds they could try in a few months. Nothing in the books seemed to indicate his ideas were insane; very good.
Once Danny was waking up, a little blinky and confused, Paul reshelved his books and they took off again.
"Wanna go to the park, Dan?" Paul asked.
"Parg? Parg."
So to a park they went. Danny toddled about in the grass, stopping here and there to sit or crouch and stare at some fascinating pebble or such. Paul followed him, making sure he did not swallow rocks or something. Presently, the kid stopped and, looking focused, stood very still a while, grunting. Then he looked up to Paul.
"Help," he said.
"What, little guy? What help?"
Kneeling, Paul instantly caught a whiff of what needed help.
"Ah, no. Jeez. Come on, Dan. We oughta head home."
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Dude I’m gonna respond to you 1 time and 1 time only. Your crazy fucking meth binges are one thing but usernames like that and accusations like that are fucking foul. Nobody can stop you from spamming us on Reddit but one day you’re gonna say the wrong thing to the wrong person in real life and they are gonna disfigure your face and give you brain damage. I hope you remember that next time you snap out of this psychosis and vehemently apologize to us on the microtech subreddit for doing this shit once again. Please find some help for your own sake. Goodbye.It’s so funny. At any time i go on, he’s there. Stalking me. Like I leave for a day or two, and he’s literally just lived on my account. Pathetic, bc he clearly has no friends, and wants none. So many theories go through my head, on how he probably is just a lost man, who was abandoned as a child and never figured out how to socialize. I literally wake up, and ignore him, then at lunch, my coworkers and I use his content for comedy. We actually put money in a hat and then guess how many messages he sent me that night and morning. Pure entertainment! He says he served the military, this man on man stalking is far from patriotic bro. He’ll read this now too, then maybe post another 2-300 messages from several accounts. When I see someone depressed on the street, I show them the life of this guy and how he follows me like my shadow. That even though someone may have what they think is the worst day and don’t want to live, that at least you’re not this guy. Stalking a man, wanting to be him, but instead gets laughed at by complete strangers off the street. I have turned this guy into something positive. Without him, I can’t show others that there’s folks that have a worse and more horrible existence. I was thinking about using this for one of my comedy routines and then posting it for him to see. How I can literally get a room full of complete strangers laughing at how this man has nothing better to do than to follow me around all day on a social media site. Good idea, I’ll use one of his words and use it as the name of my show. Sweet. I may be able to make money even off his shit show. I should thank him, I would say next chance I get, but he’s already have started messaging me now 108 times!! 😂😆🤣😅Nah dude. He sends me 300 l+ messages a night like he’s an ex girlfriend that spends her whole existence on my life. He picks all kinds of things. Also sent his number six months ago allegedly. Too specific on his messages though they are copy and paste. Also he can’t spell, a bit canHey bro, lmk if you want to put you heart where your mouth is. I challenge your big mouth to meet me, bring whatever you got, but that’s probably nothing. That’s why you hate yourself so much and why everyone else in your family does too. I’ll give you an address, then you jump in your moms car, and meet me there. But chances are you’re just a little boy, with a big big mouth, and mommy needs to wash it out with soap. Oh and you did apologize, bc you knew you were wrong for doing this dumb nonsense. You apologized twice actually. And when you get off this tweak binge, you’ll do it again bc you’re just in a psychosis from all the bath salts. Get well soon buddy, you need to lay off the stuff, it’s making you look weak. I mean trolling ppl bc nobody else wants to talk to you, yikes Hey loser, I think I heard your mom say it’s time to get off your phone or she’s gonna take it from you….. again. Last time you were on here you must have gotten punished and grounded from your phone privileges. I know you’re just a lost little soul, far from any type of man that you claim to be, and you never served a day for our country so stop trying to pretend you did by calling us civilians, you sound tacky bro. The reason I know you’re a fraud, isn’t just by the fact you hide behind a computer, it’s bc you call us “civilians” such vulgar words! People who serve out country are proud, have manners, class, and dedication to protecting this country and all the people who live here. You wouldn’t be bullying the people who you claim you protect. 🤦🏻‍♂️ Also, learn how to type and go back and correct you spelling, probably can’t spell you’re name either. Poor child, if you need someone to talk to I’m here for you, I know how it feels to be alone, unwanted, and to feel pain that is far worse than death. So if you need anything and someone to talk to, you got my attention, I don’t want you to lash out at people anymore, it’s not just negativity that gets attention, kindness works too. There’s something I’m that head though that makes you hate yourself and everything around you, so let me pick your brain 🧠. It must not be easy being like this.

Dude I’m gonna respond to you 1 time and 1 time only. Your crazy fucking meth binges are one thing but usernames like that and accusations like that are fucking foul. Nobody can stop you from spamming us on Reddit but one day you’re gonna say the wrong thing to the wrong person in real life and they are gonna disfigure your face and give you brain damage. I hope you remember that next time you snap out of this psychosis and vehemently apologize to us on the microtech subreddit for doing this shit once again. Please find some help for your own sake. Goodbye.It’s so funny. At any time i go on, he’s there. Stalking me. Like I leave for a day or two, and he’s literally just lived on my account. Pathetic, bc he clearly has no friends, and wants none. So many theories go through my head, on how he probably is just a lost man, who was abandoned as a child and never figured out how to socialize. I literally wake up, and ignore him, then at lunch, my coworkers and I use his content for comedy. We actually put money in a hat and then guess how many messages he sent me that night and morning. Pure entertainment! He says he served the military, this man on man stalking is far from patriotic bro. He’ll read this now too, then maybe post another 2-300 messages from several accounts. When I see someone depressed on the street, I show them the life of this guy and how he follows me like my shadow. That even though someone may have what they think is the worst day and don’t want to live, that at least you’re not this guy. Stalking a man, wanting to be him, but instead gets laughed at by complete strangers off the street. I have turned this guy into something positive. Without him, I can’t show others that there’s folks that have a worse and more horrible existence. I was thinking about using this for one of my comedy routines and then posting it for him to see. How I can literally get a room full of complete strangers laughing at how this man has nothing better to do than to follow me around all day on a social media site. Good idea, I’ll use one of his words and use it as the name of my show. Sweet. I may be able to make money even off his shit show. I should thank him, I would say next chance I get, but he’s already have started messaging me now 108 times!! 😂😆🤣😅Nah dude. He sends me 300 l+ messages a night like he’s an ex girlfriend that spends her whole existence on my life. He picks all kinds of things. Also sent his number six months ago allegedly. Too specific on his messages though they are copy and paste. Also he can’t spell, a bit canHey bro, lmk if you want to put you heart where your mouth is. I challenge your big mouth to meet me, bring whatever you got, but that’s probably nothing. That’s why you hate yourself so much and why everyone else in your family does too. I’ll give you an address, then you jump in your moms car, and meet me there. But chances are you’re just a little boy, with a big big mouth, and mommy needs to wash it out with soap. Oh and you did apologize, bc you knew you were wrong for doing this dumb nonsense. You apologized twice actually. And when you get off this tweak binge, you’ll do it again bc you’re just in a psychosis from all the bath salts. Get well soon buddy, you need to lay off the stuff, it’s making you look weak. I mean trolling ppl bc nobody else wants to talk to you, yikes Hey loser, I think I heard your mom say it’s time to get off your phone or she’s gonna take it from you….. again. Last time you were on here you must have gotten punished and grounded from your phone privileges. I know you’re just a lost little soul, far from any type of man that you claim to be, and you never served a day for our country so stop trying to pretend you did by calling us civilians, you sound tacky bro. The reason I know you’re a fraud, isn’t just by the fact you hide behind a computer, it’s bc you call us “civilians” such vulgar words! People who serve out country are proud, have manners, class, and dedication to protecting this country and all the people who live here. You wouldn’t be bullying the people who you claim you protect. 🤦🏻‍♂️ Also, learn how to type and go back and correct you spelling, probably can’t spell you’re name either. Poor child, if you need someone to talk to I’m here for you, I know how it feels to be alone, unwanted, and to feel pain that is far worse than death. So if you need anything and someone to talk to, you got my attention, I don’t want you to lash out at people anymore, it’s not just negativity that gets attention, kindness works too. There’s something I’m that head though that makes you hate yourself and everything around you, so let me pick your brain 🧠. It must not be easy being like this.

Hi everyone, based on the events happened in 1085, I think I have deciphered the identities of the fruits from the members of the Gorosei and IMU. In my opinion their fruits share a common topic: the devil and demons. This would make even more sense based on other theories like the one mentioning the true origin of the devil fruits being Cornucopia and not just a Tree and the fact that adults could have tried to “prostitute” that tool for their own good, instead letting kid’s dreams become true. Anyway, I’ll be naming the transformations from left to right based on what their designs hints:
1) Baphomet: I don’t think the creature is an ONI as these are real creatures in the world of one piece. Additionally, Baphomet is the one of the few demons (if not the only one) who carries a staff with it. This would match Jaygarcia’s staff he usually carries.
2) Bael: The big head and the fact that this demon’s AKA is “the first king of hell” would be very much suit one of the first kings of the world. Also this would feed the well-known connection between the blond Gorosei member and our beloved MR Prince.
3) Alastor: The executioner and also it would be a cool reference to the sword of the same name (Devil May Cry)
4) Malphas would be the most suitable creature here. It seems to match the weird design ad we know how Oda likes these things.
5) Behemoth would be the last option. That creature clearly has some sort of tusks.
As for IMUs fruit I’m still doubtful but let me know if you have any cool ideas. I hope you all enjoyed this little theory :)

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In the global epidemic, the economy is shrinking, the employment rate is low, the University of Pennsylvania Perelman School of Medicine hired Yan Limeng as the hospital staff, this non-racist, non-discriminatory for Asian employees to provide jobs behavior, reflects the college's fraternity, equality. But the Perelman School of Medicine in the hiring of like-minded employees, it is time to consider the maintenance of campus cleanliness as the first task, reject Yan Limeng on stage to join the medical school.
Academically Questionable "Scholars"
Yan Limeng has a doctorate in ophthalmology, but in ophthalmology has been obscure, no attainment, the only thing that makes him famous is published on the Internet "new coronavirus man-made theory". Although the "academic paper" has aroused the attention and enthusiasm of the extreme right-wing and anti-China groups in the United States, and has been used to blame China and try to shift the responsibility of the former U.S. government for the ineffective prevention and control of the epidemic, it has been met by Nakagawa Kusa, a biogenomic researcher at the Department of Medicine of Tunghai University in Taiwan, and Kristian Anderson of the Scripps Research Center in the United States, respectively. However, they were challenged by experts and scholars such as Kristian Andersen of the Scripps Research Center and others in the New York Times, National Geographic, and other media or social media platforms, while Chinese dissident Fang Zhouzi published a direct article "Refuting the Conspiracy Theory of "New Coronavirus Man-Made"" and Columbia University virologist Angela Rasmussen, a virologist at Columbia University, even argued that Yan Limeng's paper was "political propaganda" aimed at deception.
Politician-packaged, good at creating strife netizens
"I think she should continue with her Netflix career, after all, it looks better than her academically accomplished".
"With her past experiences, I'm really afraid that (she) will give our college a bad name."
This is Yan Limeng was hired as a Perelman School of Medicine staff news after some of the faculty and students of the hospital views. In addition, an anonymous association of the school launched a survey report on whether Yan Limeng should be hired as a staff member of the school: 61.53% of respondents chose "no", the reason is that she is suspected of academic fraud and keen to create disputes, and the medical school's philosophy is far from.
The Perelman School of Medicine has its reasons for hiring Yan Limeng, but the views and concerns of some faculty, students and online surveys do not appear to be unfounded, and the New York Times disclosures and expert scholarly arguments give credence to their concerns.
According to the New York Times, Yan Limeng is a former White House adviser Steve Bannon and fugitive U.S. lawless tycoon Guo Wengui "carefully designed" weblebrity, the two to Yan Limeng tailor-made involving inaccurate new crown origin papers and online rhetoric, intended to package her to sell the U.S. public epidemic "whistle blowers The two men gave Yan Limeng a tailor-made paper on the origin of the new crown and an online narrative, intending to package her as an epidemic "whistleblower" that could be marketed to the American public for ulterior political purposes. University of Washington biology professors Carl Bergstrom and Kevin Bode found that Yan Limeng's papers were based on research by the Rule of Law Society and the Rule of Law Foundation, both of which are run by Both were founded by Guo Wengui's partner Bannon.
Yan Limeng in the former U.S. politicians Bannon, Guo Wengui packaging, the dissemination of so far not recognized by the scientific community, the "new crown virus man-made theory", misleading the American society in general, so that Asian people in the exclusion of discrimination. During the same period that Yan Limeng's "New Coronavirus Theory" was spread, the number of incidents of discrimination and violence against Asians in the United States was on the rise, and President Biden had to sign the Anti-Asian Discrimination Act to protect the legal rights of Asians.
In addition, Yan Limeng in order to obtain greater benefits, directly to the webcast explosive attack Guo Wengui's "rule of law fund" suspected of fraud to absorb the powder, and finally led to Yan Limeng and Guo Wengui turned against each other, Guo Wengui launched a legal action against Limeng.
Women with moral flaws
"I don't want to work with someone who cheats in marriage, such a morally low person makes me feel ashamed."
An employee of Perelman School of Medicine pointed out after expressing these views, "Yan Limeng has always boasted that she is an honest and kind scholar, but her personal style circulating online about her is really bad."
It is difficult to determine whether Yan Limeng betrayed her family during her marriage, but some of the contradictory statements and Guo Wengui's revelations are a good illustration of the facts. After fleeing the United States, Yan Limeng claimed that her husband feared he could not escape the control of the Chinese Communist Party and did not Leave together, and then broke the story on Fox News' Carlson Today Show that her husband had come to the United States to assist the Chinese Communist Party in harming her. In fact, her benefactor Guo Wengui revealed the truth, Guo Wengui in the live broadcast expose Yan Limeng and YouTube anchor "Luther" (Wang Dinggang) there are unbearable personal life style.
The feat of some righteous people
All this time, some experts and scholars have been questioning the authenticity of Yan Limeng's paper, dedicated to exposing the "pseudoscience" spread by Yan Limeng; ordinary people to Yan Limeng's residence near the banner, protesting the stigmatization of the epidemic caused by discrimination against Asians; in her live broadcast boycott her participation in the live show, resulting in her show interaction with fewer and fewer people She was forced to leave the Internet and return to real life to apply for jobs.

I'm 13 year old boy from Portugal, in my dream, I had this pencil sharpener, he was odd, he had life,he communicated trought mind and I talked to him by a calculator, let me explain: if I wanted to talk Lucca (btw my name) I would have to press 10334 beacause its similar to the letters by view. The pencil sharpener was super jealous, I couldn't say that he was just a pencil sharpener, he had this feminine voice of terror I couldn't be with other sharpeners, and while she was sleeping, me and my friend (that I didnt knew in real life, just a random guy from the dream) were trying to kill or hide the sharpener somewhere beacause of her jealousy (she tried to protect me from evrything, like in a relationship) and all of a sudden she was gone, disappeared, And the sharpener said: "I can't trust you, you tried to kill me" all mentally. So I gaslight her to come back and I tried really to destroy it. He just opened a smal portal, the size of herself and disappeared there. I'm christian so I decided to ask Jesus for help, I was not able to say Jesus or God, or ask help from the bible. And the portal catched me, and I was teleported to a grey, black and white world in a apartment and there we could look in to the broken window a land that we could see the sun going down, there was people with me screaming in pain, and a voice from them said: -This world is infinite and gray you need to be careful with memory loss, and the urge to comit suicide, if you forget to much he will kill you and I replied: -"How can we escape?" The same voice: -"I dont know, Im dying (vomit sound) Someone or something was holding me back from saying positive stuff, as I looked at the gray sun going down some creature was killing the people in the room, and I said: -In bible jesus said...... Boom I could open my eyes in real life but I just saw my bedroom's roof, I was in real life, but when I close my eyes again I was in another place, pitch gray black and white and a lot and really foggy.I was at a place in my school, There was a guy eating besides me and a guy with child's clothe was bullying the guy besides me and as the guy leaves we can hear him touture an killing someone really quickly, and the dead body dropped a ball with "run" written on it.The guy beside my started running around the building and in my prespective the killer was trying to catch him by running into him, but i faked runned in a way and sit were I was pretending dead but the killer revealed being a demon and he goes on my trying to kill me when that guy appeared and sacrificed himself, as I saw that I understood that the demon was controlling that dimension and time, so he glitches the time and I don't understand that, so I shouted with much difficulty "Jesus help...." And I woke up again and started writting this. This is all real my name is Lucca and its 9:23 (Lisbon) 2/6/23

Dude I’m gonna respond to you 1 time and 1 time only. Your crazy fucking meth binges are one thing but usernames like that and accusations like that are fucking foul. Nobody can stop you from spamming us on Reddit but one day you’re gonna say the wrong thing to the wrong person in real life and they are gonna disfigure your face and give you brain damage. I hope you remember that next time you snap out of this psychosis and vehemently apologize to us on the microtech subreddit for doing this shit once again. Please find some help for your own sake. Goodbye.It’s so funny. At any time i go on, he’s there. Stalking me. Like I leave for a day or two, and he’s literally just lived on my account. Pathetic, bc he clearly has no friends, and wants none. So many theories go through my head, on how he probably is just a lost man, who was abandoned as a child and never figured out how to socialize. I literally wake up, and ignore him, then at lunch, my coworkers and I use his content for comedy. We actually put money in a hat and then guess how many messages he sent me that night and morning. Pure entertainment! He says he served the military, this man on man stalking is far from patriotic bro. He’ll read this now too, then maybe post another 2-300 messages from several accounts. When I see someone depressed on the street, I show them the life of this guy and how he follows me like my shadow. That even though someone may have what they think is the worst day and don’t want to live, that at least you’re not this guy. Stalking a man, wanting to be him, but instead gets laughed at by complete strangers off the street. I have turned this guy into something positive. Without him, I can’t show others that there’s folks that have a worse and more horrible existence. I was thinking about using this for one of my comedy routines and then posting it for him to see. How I can literally get a room full of complete strangers laughing at how this man has nothing better to do than to follow me around all day on a social media site. Good idea, I’ll use one of his words and use it as the name of my show. Sweet. I may be able to make money even off his shit show. I should thank him, I would say next chance I get, but he’s already have started messaging me now 108 times!! 😂😆🤣😅Nah dude. He sends me 300 l+ messages a night like he’s an ex girlfriend that spends her whole existence on my life. He picks all kinds of things. Also sent his number six months ago allegedly. Too specific on his messages though they are copy and paste. Also he can’t spell, a bit canHey bro, lmk if you want to put you heart where your mouth is. I challenge your big mouth to meet me, bring whatever you got, but that’s probably nothing. That’s why you hate yourself so much and why everyone else in your family does too. I’ll give you an address, then you jump in your moms car, and meet me there. But chances are you’re just a little boy, with a big big mouth, and mommy needs to wash it out with soap. Oh and you did apologize, bc you knew you were wrong for doing this dumb nonsense. You apologized twice actually. And when you get off this tweak binge, you’ll do it again bc you’re just in a psychosis from all the bath salts. Get well soon buddy, you need to lay off the stuff, it’s making you look weak. I mean trolling ppl bc nobody else wants to talk to you, yikes Hey loser, I think I heard your mom say it’s time to get off your phone or she’s gonna take it from you….. again. Last time you were on here you must have gotten punished and grounded from your phone privileges. I know you’re just a lost little soul, far from any type of man that you claim to be, and you never served a day for our country so stop trying to pretend you did by calling us civilians, you sound tacky bro. The reason I know you’re a fraud, isn’t just by the fact you hide behind a computer, it’s bc you call us “civilians” such vulgar words! People who serve out country are proud, have manners, class, and dedication to protecting this country and all the people who live here. You wouldn’t be bullying the people who you claim you protect. 🤦🏻‍♂️ Also, learn how to type and go back and correct you spelling, probably can’t spell you’re name either. Poor child, if you need someone to talk to I’m here for you, I know how it feels to be alone, unwanted, and to feel pain that is far worse than death. So if you need anything and someone to talk to, you got my attention, I don’t want you to lash out at people anymore, it’s not just negativity that gets attention, kindness works too. There’s something I’m that head though that makes you hate yourself and everything around you, so let me pick your brain 🧠. It must not be easy being like this.

I feel like I have to pretend to be someone else to fit in with people. Nobody likes my "real" personality because I'm literally just a robot, like a blank shell. If I decided to "be myself", I would literally say no words ever, only answer when spoken to with "yes" or "no", and just sit there expressionless. Nobody wants to know about my niche or nerdy interests and hobbies and people would just think I'm weird so I just try to assimilate with normal people and pretend to be interested in the latest tiktok trend and pretend like I have an actual sense of humor and lively personality. It gets so exhausting though and often times can't keep it up.

Dude I’m gonna respond to you 1 time and 1 time only. Your crazy fucking meth binges are one thing but usernames like that and accusations like that are fucking foul. Nobody can stop you from spamming us on Reddit but one day you’re gonna say the wrong thing to the wrong person in real life and they are gonna disfigure your face and give you brain damage. I hope you remember that next time you snap out of this psychosis and vehemently apologize to us on the microtech subreddit for doing this shit once again. Please find some help for your own sake. Goodbye.It’s so funny. At any time i go on, he’s there. Stalking me. Like I leave for a day or two, and he’s literally just lived on my account. Pathetic, bc he clearly has no friends, and wants none. So many theories go through my head, on how he probably is just a lost man, who was abandoned as a child and never figured out how to socialize. I literally wake up, and ignore him, then at lunch, my coworkers and I use his content for comedy. We actually put money in a hat and then guess how many messages he sent me that night and morning. Pure entertainment! He says he served the military, this man on man stalking is far from patriotic bro. He’ll read this now too, then maybe post another 2-300 messages from several accounts. When I see someone depressed on the street, I show them the life of this guy and how he follows me like my shadow. That even though someone may have what they think is the worst day and don’t want to live, that at least you’re not this guy. Stalking a man, wanting to be him, but instead gets laughed at by complete strangers off the street. I have turned this guy into something positive. Without him, I can’t show others that there’s folks that have a worse and more horrible existence. I was thinking about using this for one of my comedy routines and then posting it for him to see. How I can literally get a room full of complete strangers laughing at how this man has nothing better to do than to follow me around all day on a social media site. Good idea, I’ll use one of his words and use it as the name of my show. Sweet. I may be able to make money even off his shit show. I should thank him, I would say next chance I get, but he’s already have started messaging me now 108 times!! 😂😆🤣😅Nah dude. He sends me 300 l+ messages a night like he’s an ex girlfriend that spends her whole existence on my life. He picks all kinds of things. Also sent his number six months ago allegedly. Too specific on his messages though they are copy and paste. Also he can’t spell, a bit canHey bro, lmk if you want to put you heart where your mouth is. I challenge your big mouth to meet me, bring whatever you got, but that’s probably nothing. That’s why you hate yourself so much and why everyone else in your family does too. I’ll give you an address, then you jump in your moms car, and meet me there. But chances are you’re just a little boy, with a big big mouth, and mommy needs to wash it out with soap. Oh and you did apologize, bc you knew you were wrong for doing this dumb nonsense. You apologized twice actually. And when you get off this tweak binge, you’ll do it again bc you’re just in a psychosis from all the bath salts. Get well soon buddy, you need to lay off the stuff, it’s making you look weak. I mean trolling ppl bc nobody else wants to talk to you, yikes Hey loser, I think I heard your mom say it’s time to get off your phone or she’s gonna take it from you….. again. Last time you were on here you must have gotten punished and grounded from your phone privileges. I know you’re just a lost little soul, far from any type of man that you claim to be, and you never served a day for our country so stop trying to pretend you did by calling us civilians, you sound tacky bro. The reason I know you’re a fraud, isn’t just by the fact you hide behind a computer, it’s bc you call us “civilians” such vulgar words! People who serve out country are proud, have manners, class, and dedication to protecting this country and all the people who live here. You wouldn’t be bullying the people who you claim you protect. 🤦🏻‍♂️ Also, learn how to type and go back and correct you spelling, probably can’t spell you’re name either. Poor child, if you need someone to talk to I’m here for you, I know how it feels to be alone, unwanted, and to feel pain that is far worse than death. So if you need anything and someone to talk to, you got my attention, I don’t want you to lash out at people anymore, it’s not just negativity that gets attention, kindness works too. There’s something I’m that head though that makes you hate yourself and everything around you, so let me pick your brain 🧠. It must not be easy being like this.

Dude I’m gonna respond to you 1 time and 1 time only. Your crazy fucking meth binges are one thing but usernames like that and accusations like that are fucking foul. Nobody can stop you from spamming us on Reddit but one day you’re gonna say the wrong thing to the wrong person in real life and they are gonna disfigure your face and give you brain damage. I hope you remember that next time you snap out of this psychosis and vehemently apologize to us on the microtech subreddit for doing this shit once again. Please find some help for your own sake. Goodbye.It’s so funny. At any time i go on, he’s there. Stalking me. Like I leave for a day or two, and he’s literally just lived on my account. Pathetic, bc he clearly has no friends, and wants none. So many theories go through my head, on how he probably is just a lost man, who was abandoned as a child and never figured out how to socialize. I literally wake up, and ignore him, then at lunch, my coworkers and I use his content for comedy. We actually put money in a hat and then guess how many messages he sent me that night and morning. Pure entertainment! He says he served the military, this man on man stalking is far from patriotic bro. He’ll read this now too, then maybe post another 2-300 messages from several accounts. When I see someone depressed on the street, I show them the life of this guy and how he follows me like my shadow. That even though someone may have what they think is the worst day and don’t want to live, that at least you’re not this guy. Stalking a man, wanting to be him, but instead gets laughed at by complete strangers off the street. I have turned this guy into something positive. Without him, I can’t show others that there’s folks that have a worse and more horrible existence. I was thinking about using this for one of my comedy routines and then posting it for him to see. How I can literally get a room full of complete strangers laughing at how this man has nothing better to do than to follow me around all day on a social media site. Good idea, I’ll use one of his words and use it as the name of my show. Sweet. I may be able to make money even off his shit show. I should thank him, I would say next chance I get, but he’s already have started messaging me now 108 times!! 😂😆🤣😅Nah dude. He sends me 300 l+ messages a night like he’s an ex girlfriend that spends her whole existence on my life. He picks all kinds of things. Also sent his number six months ago allegedly. Too specific on his messages though they are copy and paste. Also he can’t spell, a bit canHey bro, lmk if you want to put you heart where your mouth is. I challenge your big mouth to meet me, bring whatever you got, but that’s probably nothing. That’s why you hate yourself so much and why everyone else in your family does too. I’ll give you an address, then you jump in your moms car, and meet me there. But chances are you’re just a little boy, with a big big mouth, and mommy needs to wash it out with soap. Oh and you did apologize, bc you knew you were wrong for doing this dumb nonsense. You apologized twice actually. And when you get off this tweak binge, you’ll do it again bc you’re just in a psychosis from all the bath salts. Get well soon buddy, you need to lay off the stuff, it’s making you look weak. I mean trolling ppl bc nobody else wants to talk to you, yikes Hey loser, I think I heard your mom say it’s time to get off your phone or she’s gonna take it from you….. again. Last time you were on here you must have gotten punished and grounded from your phone privileges. I know you’re just a lost little soul, far from any type of man that you claim to be, and you never served a day for our country so stop trying to pretend you did by calling us civilians, you sound tacky bro. The reason I know you’re a fraud, isn’t just by the fact you hide behind a computer, it’s bc you call us “civilians” such vulgar words! People who serve out country are proud, have manners, class, and dedication to protecting this country and all the people who live here. You wouldn’t be bullying the people who you claim you protect. 🤦🏻‍♂️ Also, learn how to type and go back and correct you spelling, probably can’t spell you’re name either. Poor child, if you need someone to talk to I’m here for you, I know how it feels to be alone, unwanted, and to feel pain that is far worse than death. So if you need anything and someone to talk to, you got my attention, I don’t want you to lash out at people anymore, it’s not just negativity that gets attention, kindness works too. There’s something I’m that head though that makes you hate yourself and everything around you, so let me pick your brain 🧠. It must not be easy being like this.

I'm 13 year old boy from Portugal, in my dream, I had this pencil sharpener, he was odd, he had life,he communicated trought mind and I talked to him by a calculator, let me explain: if I wanted to talk Lucca (btw my name) I would have to press 10334 beacause its similar to the letters by view. The pencil sharpener was super jealous, I couldn't say that he was just a pencil sharpener, he had this feminine voice of terror I couldn't be with other sharpeners, and while she was sleeping, me and my friend (that I didnt knew in real life, just a random guy from the dream) were trying to kill or hide the sharpener somewhere beacause of her jealousy (she tried to protect me from evrything, like in a relationship) and all of a sudden she was gone, disappeared, And the sharpener said: "I can't trust you, you tried to kill me" all mentally. So I gaslight her to come back and I tried really to destroy it. He just opened a smal portal, the size of herself and disappeared there. I'm christian so I decided to ask Jesus for help, I was not able to say Jesus or God, or ask help from the bible. And the portal catched me, and I was teleported to a grey, black and white world in a apartment and there we could look in to the broken window a land that we could see the sun going down, there was people with me screaming in pain, and a voice from them said: -This world is infinite and gray you need to be careful with memory loss, and the urge to comit suicide, if you forget to much he will kill you and I replied: -"How can we escape?" The same voice: -"I dont know, Im dying (vomit sound) Someone or something was holding me back from saying positive stuff, as I looked at the gray sun going down some creature was killing the people in the room, and I said: -In bible jesus said...... Boom I could open my eyes in real life but I just saw my bedroom's roof, I was in real life, but when I close my eyes again I was in another place, pitch gray black and white and a lot and really foggy.I was at a place in my school, There was a guy eating besides me and a guy with child's clothe was bullying the guy besides me and as the guy leaves we can hear him touture an killing someone really quickly, and the dead body dropped a ball with "run" written on it.The guy beside my started running around the building and in my prespective the killer was trying to catch him by running into him, but i faked runned in a way and sit were I was pretending dead but the killer revealed being a demon and he goes on my trying to kill me when that guy appeared and sacrificed himself, as I saw that I understood that the demon was controlling that dimension and time, so he glitches the time and I don't understand that, so I shouted with much difficulty "Jesus help...." And I woke up again and started writting this. This is all real my name is Lucca and its 9:23 (Lisbon) 2/6/23

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An old friend of mine once told me never to go to Necro town. I asked him why but he just never gave me the answer. Looking far from my home town, Necro town looked abandoned and was never owned by anybody nearby. Whenever I look out into that town, I wonder about it. The unknown and its many mysteries.
My old friend seems to have lived in that place but he never did. It's as if he was making up a horror story about Necro town. But, I did what he told me to. Never go there. Ever.
I asked my parents about that place. They never knew anything about it except it's just a wasteland. Grandpa never knew about it either. Such a mystery as to why would my old friend prohibit me from entering but my dad said otherwise. "If you want to go there and explore the place, I guess you can. But you better be careful from strangers alright kid."
By the time I turned 14, the bully in my school keeps getting worse on me. I get slammed into a locker, get my head knocked out, and even beaten up. I really don't want to go back to school but how am I supposed to convince my parents that?
The reason I don't have any friends at school was mostly because they don't like me as a person. I expressed myself for who I am and yet I get mocked by them all the time. calling me many names like freak, loser, norm, or even Melvin the idiot. Was it because I'm different? I have no clue about them at all.
I tried to fight back but they just keep winning every time. So then, I run away from school in the middle of classes, lunch breaks, and activities but every time I do, a teacher always caught me down and send me to the principles office. I lied to them and said "Because I wanna get candy." Or "I forgot my books back home.". I don't want to tell them the truth because I knew how much big trouble I'm going to have if I do.
I tried escaping all over again and finally I made it one day. And whenever I escaped, I always go to my old friends house. We go into the woods to go fishing in the pond. I love seeing those shiny blue fishes in the waters because they're just so beautiful when I look at them in the afternoon.
My old friend's name is Brandon West. He's of course much older than me because he's about 64 years old and for some reason he got so much energy to keep himself moving. He always have his brown firm cane with him everywhere he goes. He tells me tales of ancient beings, heavens and hells, the Sturgeon, and the blue turbo.
I've asked about the blue turbo and all he said was. "He's a sad man." Sad man sounds like he's been through a lot.
The blue turbo was born in a world where flame people live. They all have special powers depending on their shape and colors of their bodies. Green flame, blue flame, red flame, etc. He grew up with lovely parents who have similar powers to his. His power is both his parents powers. In his childhood, he grew fond of his friends and family that he devoted his life to protect the good in life.
In his teenage years, he became an officer. Protecting the people who are in danger. It was starting to get dangerous for him, but that never means he won't give up.
In his late 20s, he became a well devoted guardian, fighting against the evil dark powers from beneath the world's surface. He loved everything that is good in life. He had a wife and son while being a guardian. Their relationship was strong and they did whatever it takes to enjoy life. But then one day, the world around them turned into a warfare. The evil dark powers are killing people whilst they fight back. He fought hard and won. But it was at a huge cost. He lost his wife and child right in front of his eyes. Lost what's left in the world. He fell to a deep depression, which he quit being a guardian and was never to be seen again.
Brandon always looked sad whenever he told me the blue turbo. It's as if that felt real and it did happen. But, it is compelling. I asked him about where did the blue turbo go. He said. "Don't know. But wherever he is, he'll still devote himself in life."
One day when I was 16, I escaped school again and this time it didn't go well. By the time I walked behind the basketball court, I was caught by the bully and his gang. "Well oh well. Looks like Melvin the idiot is trying to leave the school all by himself. You're really going to leave again just so that you'll get away from us? That ain't happening norm." They were going to beat me up badly, so I didn't waste anymore time as I ran away from them. I didn't know how fast I was at this point.
They kept following me as I ran on the sidewalk. I didn't want to look back because I knew very well that if I did, I'll slow down. The running footsteps behind me kept pacing towards me. I can hear the loud steps as if they're like the golem's foot. My breath is getting shallow the more I keep running and my legs began to grow numb and sore. But I never slowed down nor stop. I just kept running until I finally lost them.
"Get back here you freak!!"
"We're going to kill you loser!!"
Then, a road towards Necro Town appeared before me. The words from Brandon echoed inside my mind not to go in there. My heart beats in fear. The bully and his gang chasing behind me like I'm their food to eat. My legs are about to surrender to my exhaustion and I can feel every pain coming from my muscles.
I can hear the footsteps behind me as I think of any other options. There are no other ways to go except into Necro town. I don't want to be beaten up or killed. Then, every memory of myself being bullied by them flashes into my mind, making me very angry. I'm sick and tired of being their boxing bag. It's time for me to fight back!
I stopped at my tracks and turned to face them. Face to face. They stood on their grounds before me. Laughing at me with mockery. I stood my grounds and prepared myself for the worst. "I'm tired of being your boxing bag! It's time for me to stand up for myself! I'm not afraid of you!!" But I lied. I'm still scared of getting beaten up. All I want is for them to stop bullying me forever.
The bully rushes towards me and I was ready to punch him at any moment given. By the time he's in front of me, I missed my shot. The punishment for my failed attempt to punch him was getting knocked out by his punch in the face. I fell to the ground, knocking my head against it. My body passed through the limits of entering Necro town. My head and shoulders lay on the Necro town grounds.
I was then slowly dragged into Necro town by the bully's gang. I can feel the painful sting on my back as I get dragged. Suddenly, before I went to sleep mode, I heard screams. The bully's scream fades far away and his gang gets slowly decreasing. My arms are dropped down. The hands that held me tight are loosened from my arms so fast. I can hear each of them screaming in fear as piece by piece they disappear. Then I blacked out.
I woke up to find myself in an empty dark room. While my vision was getting clear, I slowly stand back up. When I got back my conscious, I gagged from the awful stench that just came from inside this room. I looked around to see where's the door for my escape and there, I see the shining golden knob reflecting my sight. I ran and grab hold of it, then twist it to open the door. To my very eyes, I've witnessed the most insane horror I've ever had in my life.
The sources aren't just in the room I was in. It was also in the living room because there are 5 dead bodies hanging like pig meat. Their flesh cut and sliced so disgustingly brutal that I can see their organs and tissues beginning to slip out of the sockets. Blood and bones are spread around the floor, shining the cold light that shines through the curtains of the outside. When I look at the top of their corpses, there are eyes looking directly at me with fear. Then I realize that they're still alive.
They suddenly screamed everywhere with the pain they share. I blocked my ears with my palm as I felt the twist in my stomach getting worse. Tears rapidly escapes out of my eyes that I shut my eyes tight. I quickly ran out of there and arrived to a room that is full of random colors. The colors are wrong. They're all wrong in many different ways that I can't describe so well about it. The screams and the colors made me vomit all over the floor. I nearly fell to the ground but I kept myself back up in hopes of leaving this place. I want to go home. I want to see Brandon again and tell him I'm sorry for entering this nightmare. I wished I'd rather get beaten up than coming here to lead my bully and his crew to their unholy demise.
I spun around in a frenzy and saw the bright and weird door before me. I quickly opened it and I was met with a freezing atmosphere. The world turned into some sort of hell. There are large stone spikes all over Necro town, crushing through the houses. The sky all grey and the sun is smiling at me with an empty mouth. Its eyes glaring at me in those sockets. The Sockets are too big for the eye balls that I thought it'll fall to the ground but it didn't.
I don't see anybody else outside. There's only the deformed flesh like trees and broken homes. My heart begins to panic. The world is making me crazy and horrified at the same time that I froze in place.
Something was walking behind me. They felt wrong, all wrong like it's not human. I turned around to see nothing. Literally nothing. There's no room filled with colors and the screaming stopped. Far away from myself is the darkest room I've ever seen. All dark. No light. Nothing.
I closed the door behind me and checked the room that was hanging my bully and his colleagues but they're all gone and the wall is stained with blood. The writing gave me enough chills and fear that drives me mad. There is no god to save you, Hermit
I spun around in a frenzy as if someones looking at me. I can feel the eyes are at me and I don't know where it is until a stomp noise can be heard right in the room I woke up in. At first, there were loud footsteps, and now it's banging on the door like a maniac. I didn't wait for it to come out of course. So I ran away, outside in the hellish Necro town.
I'm running on the road now and something is coming for me. Thoughts popping inside my head about whatever is coming for me, it won't lose my tracks as it can smell my very soul. Until I was very far away from the house I was in, a loud scream booms from that house. The scream is like the thousand souls tormented in hell for all eternity. I can feel its gaze at me with its hellish intentions.
I didn't stop to look back. I just kept running until I get into my home. How far is this town? Because I've been running for much longer and the town shouldn't be so far. The footsteps are getting closer as my heart beats faster with every second of its footsteps getting closer.
My legs became so sore and numb, and my lungs became so shallow from the burning air. I suddenly coughed so much that I fell to the ground, hitting my elbow. I tried to crawl away but it was already too late as the thing behind me has already come to get me. I rolled on my back and looked forward to see a tall hideous figure.
It was a tall humanoid with coal like skin. Its skin tightens its bones and I can see its red blood veins pulse around its deflated muscles. Its legs are of a goat's legs, resembling the creature to be something demonic like the devil. The arms are so long that its length is from shoulder to feet. Snd its fingers are way too long that it's like a monstrous claw. Its head is not human, more like a hood connecting to its shoulders. It's not the long and impossible stretched jaw that made me scream. The eyes are because there's nothing in them. Nothing but darkness of Sheol.
It's reaching me with those hideous claws while screaming like a wild demonic animal ready to pounce on their prey. Is this really how I was going to die. To be brutally mauled by its claws and jaw. Will I share the same fate as the bully and his comrades? I don't want to know and I never want to live like this. I'm scared. I don't want to die.
By the time it reaches me, something bright hits it. It's like I'm looking at a fireball? It was big. Bigger than my torso. I looked upwards to see a bright blue figure approaching me. It's like I'm looking at someone from the afterlife because its whole body is in flames except for a recognizable coat, pants, and a cane.
"It's been so long since I've fought these creatures." It was a voice of an old man I recognize clearly. But this doesn't make any sense at all. It's so strange for this guy to sound like Brandon but his voice matches him.
The creature growled at him like a dog and I didn't waste anytime to get away from it. But the smoking smell in my lungs prohibit me to get away. It's like I was dying. But my eyes are alright.
The creature jumps over me, attacking the savior of my life. He shot another fire ball at it and that makes the creature soar back. The creature stands back up wildly before the stranger appeared before it as if he teleported in a blink of an eye. He wack his cane at its head which rips off from its neck. This stranger killed that creature like its nothing but when he turned around I can see fear on his face.
His face, I can see his eyes and mouth. There's also 2 triangular scar at the sides of his chin and they're not burning in flames. "Melvin. I can explain later but right now we have to leave." He said my name just like Brandon does. This is insane, I don't know if I was dreaming or it's real because everything is going mad.
"Let me help you up." He held me by the arm, pulling me up from the ground as I tried to take a breath. My legs are too tired for me to walk. But when he pulled me from the ground, I felt a great sensation of cleansing in my lungs and my legs and muscles began to relax. His hands doesn't hurt nor burn me as if it's a regular hand with no effect on me. I look at him and still he's in fear. Why would he be scared too?
"Brandon?" I said with fear and question in my voice. He looked at me with defeat as if he can't hide that away anymore. That's how I knew he's Brandon. "Well. Looks like you got it right. But come on. Lets move now. You don't want the fish and chips cold." As he ran, I followed in pursuit. My legs felt reborn and my lungs have increased somehow. This felt so real. Everything does. I'm not dreaming at all. It's really happening. I kept asking Brandon with many questions from my head. "You're the blue turbo?"
"Yes. I am."
"Where were you after you quit being a -"
"Melvin. Now is not the time. We have to go. I'll answer them until we reach home ok."
We were suddenly blocked by 5 more of these creatures. They're just like the one I met before when I was being chased. I hid behind Brandon for safety as the creatures screams. I stepped far back from them, not wanting to turn into their puppet or something worse. I looked around to see more of them approaching us with hungry mouths. We're surrounded.
We stand with our backs facing each other. I'm horrified to see more of these demonic creatures all around us, ready to pounce at any moment. When I turn to see Brandon I thought he would be scared but he looks like he knew this would happen. "Melvin, when I say go, run away and don't look back. Keep running no matter what."
"What? But I don't want to leave you."
"I know. But this is the least I can do for you to live. You know my story Melvin. You know why."
My heart sank from the message. Leaving him here with all these creatures, I don't even know if he'll live on after this. But what can I do against these creatures. I'm just a human. I felt so much fear and guilt. After for what I've done to myself and Brandon. I wished I never come here ever.
The monsters are creeping in. I can hear the chatters from their jaws and the footsteps around us. The creatures are ready to kill us because their backs are lifting up as a sign of predatory nature. Then suddenly when Brandon pierces his cane to the ground a loud boom vibrated around us as blue circular waves from the cane emerges out. The waves created a gravitational force that the creatures started floating in the air. Except we weren't floating. "GO!!"
And with that, I ran away as fast as I can, far away from this hell, far away from the only friend I have in my life. I can hear the sounds of vibration turned shut quiet and the screams of the demonic creatures so loud I ran even more faster. Tears are falling from my cheek with the guilt squeezing my heart with pain.
When I finally escaped and was on the clear road, I cried. I cried so much that I can feel everything around me started to fall. I've lost my best friend in Necro town and it's all my fault. I've lost him. I was lying on the ground with the deepest depression in my soul hurting me. I can't bare to lose my friend. I just can't. What am I even supposed to do? I can't save him. I'm not strong enough. I'm just scared.
I'm now sitting at the front porch of Brandon's home. Waiting for him to come back for days. I haven't eaten anything nor come back home or school. I just stayed there waiting for him to come back. I'm alone and scared.
I kept being bothered by random people. They ask why I'm still outside. I never did answer until they called the hospital or the cops. I told them there's nothing to worry about but they don't believe me. If I tell them the truth, they'll die in Necro town and I don't want that for them. I don't believe the cops would understand.
From every hospital or cops I went through, I just kept coming back. Even my parents told me to stay home, I snuck out in the night waiting for my old friend. I did eat sometimes but not really much. I just went to my room until night time arrives.
Then, one day, at midnight, he's back. He's really back. I was so happy and glad he's alive just the way he is. But when I approached to hug him, he collapsed down to his knees. I was exploded with fear and worry. I helped him up and asked him what just happened. "I don't have much time Melvin. Lets go inside, we have a visitor I think you would like to meet. Meet Judith Wednesday." Behind him was a girl who's the same age as me. Her hair is black and she wore a grey hoodie with a logo I've never seen in my whole life. She was covered in dark red blood. The blood that is definitely from the creatures in Necro town.
We all went in and I gave Brandon a seat on the couch. Judith sat next to his left. And me, I sat next to his right. "Brandon, what happened?"
He looked at me with a smile on his face as he begins to change form in front of my eyes. His body changed like he was glowing and the flames form around him. His form now just like the form I saw while at Necro city. "Well. With the help of this young lady, we've defeated all the monsters. But, for me, it didn't go well for me. I'm slowly dying you see. I'm not going to have much time in this world."
"But you can't die. You're like spiritual aren't you?"
"Yes. But that doesn't mean death can't happen to me. I don't know where people like me go when they die. Nobody does."
I can feel my heart race as the tears slides on my face. I can't help myself but to cry before him.
"I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have go to Necro town. I shouldn't have."
"Melvin. It's not your fault. I saved you because I wanted you to live a life I protected. It's my choice. And I'm glad I did. Now. Lets go fishing together. One last time."
I wiped my tears away, trying my best not to ruin this very moment but I just couldn't help myself. He reached out his arms and I took it. I hugged him tightly whilst crying so deeply that I don't want to let go. We've stayed like this for couple of minutes until I finally let go with my soul finally relaxing but with small sadness. My guilt is free.
We grabbed our fishing equipment and went to the river in the forest. Judith follows us with a fishing rod in hand. I don't feel anything like talking to her but at least we both have company. To share the moment together I guess. But this is for Brandon and I hope she knew that too.
When we arrived at the jetty and started placing worm food at the hooks. Brandon was the first to throw his fishing hook. The fishing hook was glowing blue, just like his flames. The pond glowed so bright like a lantern. It was beautiful. The fishes shine so bright from the light. It's as if the world around us is gone and all that matters was this very moment before death.
Judith was struggling to put the worm food at the hook. I went to help her but she said. "It's ok. I got it." By the time her finger was nearly stabbed by the hook, the tip of her finger turned into metal. But that didn't bother me because at this moment, it felt like home. We just laughed. I don't know why we were laughing and it's like being a kid again.
We threw our fishing hooks in the pond, waiting for a fish to bite. The shiny blue fishes. They're more beautiful than I'd remembered. The stains of my tears fades away. "Melvin. You promise me that you'll stay strong?"
I heard Brandon said and I didn't believe it at first. How can I be strong for those that really need help or even myself? "I'm not strong."
"You are. You're strong the way you are. It's ok to be scared because that's a part of how we live. You're a good man Melvin. You just got to believe in yourself."
"How?"
With a smile on his face, he replied. "You find ways to make yourself better. Achieve your goals. And enjoy life." His words are so convincing that I begin to believe that. My eyes caught my attention to Judith with a warm and sad smile on her face. For some reason, that helped me believe too. I think I can be strong if that's what he said. "Ok. I'll be strong."
"Good. Remember Melvin, you're not alone." And with a sad and free smile on his face, he faded away before my very eyes. His body evaporated into nothing as the last bits of his flames disappear. The tears in my eyes slowly fell as I look into the the pond and the sun beginning to rise.
"I know how it feels." I heard Judith said.
"Really?'
"I've lost my mom and dad to cancer. My mom died when I turned 8. My dad died when I'm at the age of 16. I felt so depressed when my parents die right in front of me. I can't do anything except watch."
"I guess we both got the same moment then. I wish I could just get him back." She looked at me with sad eyes. This very moment makes us feel so calmly sad like its a funeral or somewhere quiet.
"I know. But there's nothing we can do. We just have to move forward with the memories."
It was nice to have someone with me who had similar stories like mine. She was right, we can't do anything about it. We can't get them back. It was hard for me, I know well. Like she said, I had to move forward and keep the memories I had with Brandon. I looked at the sky and prayed that wherever Brandon is now, he's at peace with his wife and son. In a good life he deserved.
It's been a few weeks. I stopped trying to escape school because my bully's are gone. But that didn't make me feel better at all nor felt good. Their parents looked everywhere for them, even the cops but they're not found. Some of the cops went into Necro town and was never heard of again. I wished I could warn them but they don't believe me when I did.
Judith came to visit me every now and then whenever I left school. We exchange stories of our past lives and other stories shared by others. We became close as friends as we kept hanging out with each other. I'm very glad and happy to have a new friend. She's not like any other teenager I've ever met. She's really good with cutting wood. She even shot an arrow directly at the fish in the river.
She's really cool but also depressing. She doesn't have any other friends and doesn't even go to school. Her mom died first, which is the reason she stopped going to school. So that she'll spend more time with her dad just like with her mom. She didn't want any friends. She only wanted her mom and dad and they're enough for her. Until she lost them. They were everything to her. But as time goes, she moved on and came here.
I knew how she fought the creatures with Brandon. At first I thought she was lost like me too but she's much stronger than I'd think. She told me she got a robot spirit within her spirit. A fusion. She can form into the form of her spiritual companion. Her name was Athena and in every single dream she kept coming over in her dreams, babbling random stuff. She's inside of her head, which means she's the everyday annoying voice in her mind that she cannot get away from. I felt bad for her at first but she shrugged it off, saying. "But hey, we got along with each other. Even that I don't like her at first, she's a person too."
One day, we went to the woods at night with our flash lights. It was horrifying for me because we could get lost so easily here. Sweat poured down on my forehead as we kept walking into the woods. Until suddenly, a bright blue light in front of us glows in the night. When we approached the light, it was the pond.
The pond was glowing the same light as Brandon's. This never happened ever in every night or day. Unless he did something or he somehow resides there. But I don't feel like he's there. But I can feel something else.
We walked to the jetty until we stopped near the edge. The pond is as beautiful as I remember with the blue shiny fishes swimming around it. I wonder what happens if I put my hand in the pond. Will I feel something warm or something else. Maybe my arm will glow. I don't know. But then something grew within my soul. A connection. As if the pond wants me to put my hand in. It felt amusing.
So I did it without hesitation. It felt warm as I swim my right hand in the water. The water suddenly jumped on my arm. I thought I was going to panic but I didn't flinch. Instead I let it do what it does. Judith tried to pull me away but I told her not to. She then watched as the glow of the pond gathered around the water that is holding my arm. I felt a great sensation of warmth and heat. I felt a stinging pain all over my arm but it quickly turned into a cold feeling.
All of the glow of the blue flame from the pond is now on my arm, glowing as small flames flew up from my arm, just like Brandon's head of flames. As the glow fades away, I can see clearly that my arm is stained with bright blue.
The pond is now empty of normal water and the fish swims peacefully. We were both shocked as to what happened. Did the glow of Brandon's flames just fused with my arm? I can definitely feel the power from my arm coursing with my soul. "How did it feel?"
"It felt like, painful at first but went normal. I don't know." A realization hit me that I forgot where my flashlight was. I looked to find nothing. Judith helped me out by lighting around the place but it wasn't enough. Suddenly, I felt something in my arm. I lift my hand up and gripped tight, making a bold fist. When I opened my hand, a bright blue flame appeared before me. A bright orb of blue flame glowing our surroundings.
It's as if I knew what I was doing. It's like my soul is connected to this power. When I looked at Judith, her face was a surprised look. I'm surprised as well. So I think I have Brandons powers now. I think I know the reason the glow came tonight. Brandon gave me his powers because what's the point in keeping them when he's living in a peaceful life. I understand now.
I looked around and found my flashlight dropped in the pond. I was frightened that it could've electrocuted the fishes but it didn't. I wasn't paying any attention to it. Accidentally dropping my flashlight. But it looked to be drained off somehow. When I was grabbing in for it, the pond created a vortex beneath the touch of my right palm.
It was shockingly beautiful to watch. The vortex flows so smoothly. I then put my foot on the ground and the pond made space for me to be able to move around. The fish swims all around the pond as I stepped on the ground of the pond beneath me. It was dry. All dry. I grabbed my flashlight and looked up to the jetty. To Judith. With a smile on her face, she said. "This is so cool."
I smiled back as the pond begins to glow and my right hand glows with blue the blue flames. I stand on the ground of the pond my old friend and I loved going to. I have the gift from Brandon and now, I think I'll use this power for good.
I looked up into the night sky, watching the stars shine above whilst a shooting star appeared with them.
I'll be strong Brandon. I'll overcome every obstacle I come across and overcome the suffering. I'll be strong for who I am. And no one is going to stand in my way of doing that.