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"a shadow that does not forget"

"a shadow that does not forget"

"Help please, it's been more than 2 months since I've slept normally...or I'd say more hmmm...6 months I'm stuck every morning at 5 a.m. staring at my mirror as if something was watching me and it doesn't start after a few minutes but as soon as I look or enter my room it's watching me...it's watching me...it's watching me...please tell me I'm not alone and when someone looks at your mirror you're frozen by fear telling yourself that you did something but yet you didn't do anything or you don't remember it......"

Good evening, this is me who wrote it just yesterday. It's currently Friday, July 16, 2005, and it's 10 p.m. I'm scared, I'm scared of doing the same thing over and over again the next day, getting up and looking at myself in the mirror as if I'd done something, as if something in my head were telling me, "You're the murderer," "You no longer have the right to live after what you did."

But the thing that scares me is that I don't know why I tell myself this, why does this have to happen to me? Am I addicted to schizophrenia? Or do I have a problem? I'll never know, unfortunately. As the days went by, when it first started, it was when an accident happened that very day, a little girl was hit, and I could have prevented her from being run over, but I didn't, while her parents were holding her body in their hands, crying, the girl just had a soothing smile as if she had always wanted this.

But it hadn't even been that day, the worst thing was that I had no guilt, I just looked at myself and said to myself, I'm sorry, but without remorse, the only thing I remembered was that when the girl got hit, it was her smile as if everything had been meant to be, as if the world was sending me a sign, but... if only it could have been just that... just that accident...

While I was working that same evening, I received a call, except that I did not know who it was, but she tortured me I will let you listen to it.

Me: Hello?

???: Why, why...

Me: Who's there?

???: Why didn't you help me...

Me: Who the hell are you?!!!!!

???: Why didn't you hold my arm for one more second...

???: I had a family..., a mother, a father, my sister...

Me: Damn, are you going to answer yes or no, who are you?!!!!!

???: Who am I... I'm nobody anymore...

???: I'm the one who will haunt your brain every morning, telling you "You're nothing but a murderer," "a murderer."

Phone disconnected

"you received a new photo"

At that moment, when I looked at the camera, I didn't understand. I was terrified because I'm American and I've lived in America since birth. I've never been to Japan or China because I don't know what that sign is, and especially the question that was eating away at me: "What is... what is this thing?"

But unfortunately, I never knew.

But that's when my nights changed, when everything turned upside down. The first night I saw myself in front of the accident of the young girl who always said to me, "Save me for my parents, for me."

And every time I woke up sweating, but the second night it started to get even worse.

She screamed at me in every one of my dreams and nightmares, 

"SAVE ME!!!!!

SAVE ME!!!!!

SAVE ME!!!!!" And she hit me, and hit me, but every time I woke up in a sweat.

The third night, the same thing, and the same thing, and the same thing, but this time at the end, before I woke up, her head exploded with blood, and there was a smile on her face, but without eyes, and it spoke, and she said to me, "You shouldn't have killed me, you...you...you...should have been here now, you're going to come and play with me forever." And there was always this sick, sick laughter coming to my ears, and I screamed and screamed, except that...except that I screamed in real life, and I screamed loudly, except that I couldn't wake up, and worse, I was suffocating in real life, as if something was suffocating me.

"But after 12 minutes, I woke up and I was red, as if I was catching my breath, but then

"KNOCK

KNOCK

KNOCK"

It was my neighbors yelling at me, "No, this isn't going well. We'd like to sleep, so shut up or we'll call the cops." And I apologized, ashamed.

But now I couldn't sleep anymore, I couldn't take it anymore, but one day...

I fell asleep. I hadn't slept for five days now. I was drinking coffee, and more coffee, and more coffee, but in this dream, it didn't go down well. I woke up in my dream, in my bed, I was thinking, "Where am I?"

But I got out of bed and went downstairs. Everything was calm, everything was normal, and I finally felt at peace.

But when the bell rang, I went to open the door, and the little girl was there, and I panicked because the It wasn't the little girl's head but that thing I saw in the message I tried to wake up but I couldn't and I started to feel suffocated again and again and again I was practically falling into chaos but I managed to hide in the bathroom praying to wake up I was waiting for it to be a nightmare and for me to wake up suddenly but when I turned my head......I......I........"

???: "Life is so unfair......."