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The Ditch Dudes!
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Story 1 - I was kicked out of my own Club.
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So, i was always interested in
supernatural (this will become key in the next story), and
naturally believed in all sorts of things. Things that now i think
and am like "What, was life full of creepypastas and urban legends?
Really?" So! I started a club, it was a private little club,
we met at every break time, called "Ghost Club" (creative, i know.)
So there were only around 5-7 of us, not a lot. And my cousin's
cousin (they were related through their dads, whereas im my
cousin's cousin through our moms. I'll call her "Traitor"), was the
second in command essentially. They dug up the stories to share,
they got all of the details and myths to try. Such as the one of
how to summon a ghost in the girl's bathroom for like no reason
(basically you had to knock on the last door 3 times and chant some
name and then open the door and a ghost would be there). But
because i heavily believed in ghosts and was informed on how if you
didn't get out of the room in time you'd get killed, I didn't want
to do it when Traitor told us we had to for a test. This led to her
basically calling me a coward and such. Eventually she proclaimed
herself as the leader of the club as well as sharing more "scary"
(well i found them scary at that point in time) stories. Such as
the "Slit Mouth Woman" urban legend, and one where if you chanted a
certain thing in a bus a hand would reach out, and a face, asking
for help and if you helped it you'd get pulled down and killed but
if you refused you'd also get killed and stuff like that. And
because i naturally didn't join in on these events - due to me
genuinely believing these - Traitor decided 'okay then, you're out
of the club' and didn't speak to me again. And then said if i
wanted to be back in the club i'd have to start at the lowest rank.
I was not happy.
Story 2 - My friend tried telling me what to do/how to act/this was hard to title.
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This was the friend that was in Ghost
Club alongside me, so clearly they were aware of my beliefs. They
started to use my beliefs against me. It started with a simple
"Hey, if you keep acting like *insert my favorite youtuber at that
time here* this ghost will end up killing you because it doesn't
like you acting like famous people!" And then got more bizarre "You
have to do *x*, *x* and *x* or this ghost will kill your family"
stuff like that. They also tried getting me to believe that they
were Thalia from freakin Percy Jackson (which i hadn't watched or
read), that one of the kids at martial arts was going to cause a
bunch of deaths because evil ghosts and weird stuff like that. And
me believing in that stuff, believed it all! They also tried
convincing me i was secretly the daughter of Poseidon?? Let's just
say, i got the Percy Jackson books (the first 3) for Christmas that
year. And it was those books that made me start thinking about how
much they have actually lied to me about, those books allowed me to
doubt all of said friend's words and all of the stories in Story
1.
Story 3 - A kid was only my friend when the popular kids wanted nothing to do with them.
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One of the kids i was "friends" with
was one of the "Popular girls". She was a 'singer' that hung around
with a bunch of kids of the same type (none of which liked me). And
naturally, they're girls! They argue and bicker and fall out over
nothing. So whenever she fell out with her friends, she'd come over
to me and start playing games with me. As soon as she made up with
her friends she didn't want anything to do with me. She
treated me like the dirt on her shoe, unless her friends didn't
want to hang around with her. And younger me was such a nice person
that she was given chance after chance. Let's just say if she tried
that now, (or then with me acting as i do now) she wouldn't get as
far as walking away from me before i make up my mind on never
speaking to her again.
It's hard for me to type this... I did it once but I deleted it all. I'm just scared of how you all will treat me when you know. But I know too, that it'll be worse if I don't let you all know. So... I made a picture, last night. And it might help explain things better than I can... So.