Late in the night, I received a distress message from my roommate, who was standing outside the toilet.
I was going to pretend to sleep, but I accidentally picked up the video she called.
A face that can’t be distinguished from the five officials is in the camera.
That woman is dying to look inside.
I didn’t make a sound when I covered my mouth.
Bad-faced girl, she’s the weird-faced-faced bitch in the post!
Then I heard the sound of an open door coming from the side of the compartment.
One.
23:50 I got a text message from my roommate:
Ye! Can you pick me up in the bathroom now? _Other Organiser
I remember a post I just got:
The girls’ dorm B three floors, after the lights go out at 11:30, a woman with a bad face walks in the hallway with a rope. _Other Organiser
A few days earlier, a floor had appeared below and said that she was going to meet a woman made up by the sender. The owner of the building was updated every day, and two days earlier she said she had seen the person.
At 23:50, the floor has never been updated since.
My hair root is upside down.
Three floors, exactly where I live.
Our dormitories live on the far east side of the building, next to a laundry room, while the toilet is on the west side of the building.
In other words, if I’m going out, I’m going through the entire corridor.
The corridor is convoluted and complicated, and where is the poor face with the rope?
I can only pray that this post is a prank by a bunch of boring people.
Ye! Please come and pick me up. I’m not going to get out of here. The man’s been standing outside. _Other Organiser
Jasmine’s still struggling.
In the dark, the white light from the phone screen stinged my eyes, and I started thinking about pretending to be asleep.
It’s the summer break, most of the kids in the building are home, two of my roommates are out with their boyfriends, and it’s just me and Jaffle in the dorm.
The entire dormitory was out of power after 11 p.m., and I would have chosen to hold it if I had peed instead of taking the trip.
I asked myself that I was not a man of good heart, that Jasmin and I were just two skinny, ordinary college girls, and that if it was really a bad person standing outside her room right now, I would have been just one more life.
Damn it, Jasmine couldn’t pretend to call someone out and have to let me pick her up.
The moment has come when I would have rejected her directly, and if she had gone out and told me I was a bad person, it would have affected my image as a teacher.
I decided to act like I was asleep and pressed the switch, but the next second, Jasmine called.
My finger was pressed, and my heart cooled the second the video reached.
With the light coming through the window of the toilet, I saw Jasmin shaking, and she tried so hard to seal her mouth with her finger to signal me not to make a sound and then flipped the camera.
A dirty pair of women’s sneakers stood outside, waiting for something and standing still.
There was a dead silence, and the night bugs screamed so badly.
Suddenly, the shoes were two steps back.
A few hairs fell down, and then a face that could not be distinguished from the five officials appeared in the camera.
That woman is dying to look inside.
I didn’t make a sound when I covered my mouth.
I’m sure she’s the weird-faced bitch in that post!
Jaqin didn’t know what was happening yet, and when I again had the courage to look at the camera and try to warn her, the outside shoes were gone.
Then I heard the sound of an open door coming from the side of the compartment.
I was relieved and was trying to remind Jahan of something that came out of my mind when he opened the door so fast.
The toilet has two rows of toilet and can be seen by moonlight in a row north of which there are two compartments, one of which is Jasmine, and the other of which is an abandoned toilet that has long been used as a tool.
Why did a woman get in there?
I thought of something, and I looked pale.
The only explanation is she wants to get up there and…
“Aah!”
Jaqqin suddenly screamed, and the screen showed that a dark shadow fell from above, and she hit the door and her mobile phone fell on the floor.
I listened in horror to the sound of a mad bite from the end of the phone, and Jasmine beat the door so hard, and I heard her cry and screams disappear.
Guilt, panic, make my heart look like a big hand.
The next second, a hand full of blood picked up the phone from the ground.
The bitch with a few hairs on her mouth showed me a terrible smile.
I can tell by her mouth:
“I’m coming for you. I’m sorry.
The video phone was hung up.
In an empty corridor, the sound of an old wooden door being pushed.
I immediately came out of bed and tried to escape, so it was too late, and I heard the sound of a fast-moving footsteps in the hall, and the sound of the footsteps was on my heart, and I immediately locked the door behind my back, and I prayed with fear that she would not know where I was in.
Soon, the sound in the hallway disappeared.
It’s like nothing happened.
I put my ears on the door and tried to find out what was out there.
The next second, suddenly, the sound of the boom, the door of the dorm was hit hard, and the man was standing outside!
The sound scared me to death when I was whispering to call the alarm and the window was pushed out.
I watched the woman, with her hands and feet, crawled out the window.
At the moment of death, I saw the women’s white eyes like a hysteria.
23:40.
The sound of the door would wake me up.
My neck still hurts so much, it’s the touch of being sucked to bits, and I look at a familiar figure passing by.
“Jacques!”
I sat up and shouted, and there was a response from her in the hallway:
“I’m scared. I’m going to the pit. You go back to sleep. I’m sorry.
I was whirring and breathing.
Is everything just a nightmare?
That’s too real a dream.
But it’s a dream, it’s a dream.
I filmed my chest so hard that I could calm myself and turn on the shivering and brush the video to spread fear.
At 23:50, just as I was able to brush the video, the news came out, and I fell into the abyss.
Ye! Can you pick me up in the bathroom now? There’s a man parked outside my booth. _Other Organiser
I don’t even know whether we had a dream or whether I was dead at the moment, but when my limbs were stiff and I didn’t know what to do, Jasmine sent a second message:
Ye! Please come and pick me up. I’m not going to get out of here. The man’s been standing outside. _Other Organiser
I was so sincere in my eye, I immediately called the police and told them what was going on and asked them to come, while I jumped out of bed nervously and without shoes.
Yeah, I’m running.
I’m sorry that you and I are not rivals to that woman. I’ve done everything I can. Now I just want to save my life. Please understand me.
My breath was heavy, my door was shaking, and I went into the hallway, so I could see the stairs at half the distance, and I was saved.
I walked on the floor with my hands and my hands, and I was afraid I would shock the woman, but I didn’t take two steps.
It’s Jared.
I suddenly realized that this process was going on faster than it was, and very soon, the video phone was hung up, and I heard, creepyly, the old wood door in the toilet, “creaking,” and it was opened.
My legs were soft immediately, my survival instincts were driving me forward, no matter how big or small, and I screamed almost even roller and crawled and cried.
And across the corridor, a man came out of the dark, and she was my many times as fast, and I heard the grotesque smile of women coming closer.
At the moment when my hand was about to touch the stairwell, I was caught in my hair.
Two fingers went right into my eyes.
I don’t know.
Wake up again at 2200.
Jared hasn’t returned to his dorm, somewhere.
At this moment, I suddenly realized that I seemed to be in a loop.
Time is always ahead of schedule, and I am the next person to be killed after Ja’al’s death, but I am innocent, and the cycle is the chance that God has given me to escape.
I immediately called Jae-jun, and I told her all this at the fastest speed I could imagine. Jae-jun thought I was making a joke.
“…I knew you wouldn’t believe it,” and I called her while I was packing up, and I said, “Don’t blame me for not reminding you that tonight, 23:50, don’t go to the bathroom. I’m not going back to the dorm. Be careful. I’m sorry.
I packed up and took a cab to the most luxurious part of the city, where I bit my teeth and lived in a hotel that was expensive.
I promised the receptionist that at 23:50 they’d knock on my door on time, and I might have something going on tonight.
I checked the room and locked the doors and windows.
I’m trying to cheer myself up and hope I can make it through tonight.
At 23:30, Jasira asked me where I was, and I answered and asked her if she wanted to come, and she did not respond.
I was lying on the bed when I turned off the light, and it was discovered that there was an oil painting on the bedside wall, the back of a woman.
I didn’t waste that money.
At 23:40, I made a video to Jared, and she seemed to be doing nothing, lying around in bed, eating snacks, and I was relieved.
But only two minutes later, Jasmine suddenly sent a tweet:
I’m sorry. _Other Organiser
When my pupil was in shock, I asked her not to reply, and she didn’t answer when I called until 23:45, Jah finally answered my call.
“What are you doing, what’s wrong with me? I’m sorry.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m…” Jasmine said to me, “The sound is sobbing.”
Say it! “I’m in a hurry. I told you before you didn’t listen. I’m sorry.
“Ha ha ha ha! I’m just kidding! “It’s the captain who went to bed. I’ll help you get through it.” I’m sorry.
“…it’s sick. I’m sorry.
My suspended heart just fell, but immediately thereafter, my room door was knocked.
“Hello, ma’am. I’m sorry.
“No, thank you. I’m sorry.
There’s no sound outside the door.
Intuition tells me she didn’t leave.
“Jacques,” I put it down and said, “Did you go to the bathroom tonight? Did you not see the woman I was talking about? I’m sorry.
“Toilet, but nothing. I’m sorry.
As if Jared was eating something, the sound was a little vague: “I went to the bathroom early at 11:30 to avoid the time you said, and you were scared to forget my cell phone, and you came back to the dormitory, and the door was open, and I thought I was a thief. I’m sorry.
“…”
11:30.
I looked at the information on the micro-intelligence, and my heart was like a drop in a hole.
At that time, Jasmine didn’t have a cell phone, so, who was the one who texted me and asked me where I was?
“Yip, are you still listening? I feel like you’ve been learning too much lately, taking your dreams for granted.
I listened to Jasmin, and my back was cold.
Because I found something more scary.
It’s a window on the wall by the bed.
As I watched the night view of the city with fear, the back of the woman who had just appeared had disappeared.
Until…
The sound of a drop.
The door was opened.
In the dark hallway, the woman stood at the door, and half of her broken face was showing me a terrible smile.
She grabbed a very thick rope and closed the door.
I don’t know.
The moment I closed my eyes, I heard the sound of the front desk outside the door.
Too late.
Wake up again, a week early.
I suddenly realized that it wasn’t me who died because of Jared, but from the very beginning it was me who was being targeted by that woman.
No matter where I hide, she’ll find her. Jasmine is just the last two times I’ve brought her.
I was afraid and decided to take this week’s time to share this matter with my fellow students in the dormitory, hoping that you would join forces to catch the murderer.
But no matter how hard I tried to tell those three experiences, no one believed me.
After all, we’ve never met that woman since night and night, so they all think it’s ridiculous, and there’s even a suspicion that I’m having a mental problem with my teacher.
I have nothing to say.
I think of that post. The sender must know something. She lives on our floor. She’ll believe me!
I bet my class I had proof, but the unfortunate thing happened, no matter how much I searched, I couldn’t find the post.
It’s like it’s gone empty, leaving no trace on the network.
Well, that’s a good idea. Everyone thinks I’m crazy. Nobody believes me.
This evening, when I was in despair of my bed, Jaqin came back wet.
“Oh, my God, is it raining outside? “I sat up and found that Jasmine had sent me a lot of messages half an hour ago.
“I’m sorry I didn’t see the message you sent me. I’m so sorry I got you! “I was in a hurry to apologize, Jasmine looked a little ugly, but she didn’t say anything, and she waved at me.
I was so sorry that she was angry that I made her a cup of red sugar ginger tea.
“You know, something happened at our school! I’m sorry.
“What? “I’ve come up with a story about that bitch.”
“Ahem, it’s not what you think,” said Jasmine, “You know why you couldn’t search the post you said, because a girl at our school was raped!” It’s normal for you not to be able to find them, because the school’s net-net operation to block the news has deleted many of the old posts. I’m sorry.
I’ve got a vibe.
“Rape…”
“Yeah. * I wonder if Jae-in was too close to me, and the chandelier on her head was pale, and the eye was a little scary, * * “She was raped by a drunk peasant worker in the woods and, unfortunately, she could have been saved, but somehow no one could have heard anything from those passing by and looked at her.”
“It’s too bad. I’m sighs.
“Yeah,” said Jasmine, “The worst is still behind, and the girl hung herself when she went back. In order to suppress the news, the three remaining members of her dorm were insured, so they ate the blood of their own roommates. I’m sorry.
Jacín went to the shower after he had said so, and I waited a long time to come back.
It is a shame that a young girl who spends her season just dies.
Life is so fragile, death is so close to us.
But now I am not ready to lament and lament, and I will face the same end in a week.
But Jasmin just woke me up, and since the post was deleted, I’ll recreate it with my memory, and if public opinion is created, someone will always believe me.
That night, I took out the small number that I had been working on for years and put it on the school sticker.
This post was put up by a lot of people once it was sent out, but unfortunately, we’re all talking about it as a story. Few people take it as a fact, and most of the comments are:
It’s magical, but it’s fun. _Other Organiser
[ Stimulations, Looking for an update. _Other Organiser
I’m in the bathroom now. _Other Organiser
I don’t know.
Maybe that’s why the school didn’t delete my post again, and although no one still believed me, I didn’t give up, because I remember that one day there would be a brave explorer.
And she would insist on being updated every day until she was killed.
The following day, a new number called “Sipety Ten” appeared, and she said that since the author maintained that the matter was real, she would personally verify and expose the fraud of the author.
In order not to be told that I was looking for it, on the night she met a faceless woman, I had the intention of putting a cell phone in the hallway so that I could see the entire corridor in real time.
At 2330, a girl in a hooded pyjamas appeared in the building.
I looked a little familiar, but I couldn’t tell who she was because her face was covered by a hat.
All I know is that 20 minutes will pass before she faces the most terrible scene of her life, and I will do my best to save her.
Tension and fear left me with a lot to think about, and I called 110 in advance, so I didn’t tell the police this time about getting me into a cycle, and I just told the police, please, that in 20 minutes, I and a girl would be in danger.
At 23:45, the police uncle called and asked me if there was anything unusual.
As things were, that bitch was about to show up, and at least she was already in the hallway, somewhere, but why didn’t we notice anything.
She even leaned on the wall and spoke to the trigger, as if she were ready to leave.
Did my involvement change the timeline for what happened?
I’m holding my phone tight and I can already imagine what I’m going through tomorrow, and I’m afraid I’m going to experience a cyberstorm before I die.
The hour passed, and there was nothing unusual in the hallway, and the mouth-sniffing ten was starting to get ready to leave, and I couldn’t help but apologize to the uncle of the police. I just hung up the phone and suddenly the screen was dark.
It was as if something had been deliberately blocking it, and then I heard the girl’s voice: “Who are you?” I’m sorry.
I cried so badly that I instinctively ran out of the door of the dormitory, but I was shocked that there was nothing in the hallway.
I was surprised to see my cell phone in the corner, and I was too nervous, and every step I took was that someone was following me, but I was alone.
I’ve been struggling to get to the corner and I’ve found that it’s just a cell phone battery.
But when I opened it, the screen didn’t go up as it always was, but a line of red fonts came up.
Don’t look up. _Other Organiser
A cold hand suddenly held my shoulder.
I instinctively raised my face and found the poor face down from the ceiling.
The ropes in her hand were strangling my neck.
In the moment of my death, a thunderstorm came in from outside the window, and I saw with alarm that there was a line of blood on the ground, which extended into the corner.
I’ve been up for the fifth time.
This time earlier than the day before the holiday, the dormitories were still there.
I’ve watched you pack your bags and discuss where to go.
Where are you going? I’m sorry.
Liu Shan suddenly asked me.
I can’t say, “My parents are busy working, I’ll just lie down in the dormitory and not go back.” I’m sorry.
“How can you live alone in a dorm? Zhao Na Na, another roommate, says:
I looked at Jasmin as if I had not heard anything, and I slowly gathered my legs, and I said, “Where am I? How can Jasmine be bored with her every time she’s in the dormitory? I’m sorry.
“She can’t even afford a ticket to her family. Where can she go if she doesn’t stay in her dorm? “Lao San mocked and said that his clothes had been thrown into a box without good luck.
“Yes,” Zo Na Na laughter, “How can we let go of the money we left behind?” I can’t find a boyfriend, so I’ll just stay in the dorm. How can you be as beautiful as she is? I’m sorry.
“Oh, don’t say that. “I’m in a state of panic, even though Jasmine is focused on reading without hearing anything, but I know that the voice of the two men is not small, and that Jasmine’s straight waist plate is slightly shaking, clearly revealing what she heard.
But what can I say? I can only hand her a pack of snacks when they’re out for dinner, and Jasmine smiled at me.
“They’ve always had a hard time talking to me. Don’t worry about it. I’m sorry.
And Jaqun said: I know that my house is rural, and they despised me from the beginning. I’m sorry.
She’s in a bag with chips to her head. I saw her shoulder twitch a little.
Yeah, the smiles of Zhao Naa and Liu Sun faded from her on the night of the first day of school when Jasmin took out a very simple snow cream.
When the bed was laid, Jasmin’s bedding was dark and old, and Liu San was living in her bed, and she was facing up and away from the border.
The next day our dorm went out for a hot pot, and when Jasmin paid for it, she watched over 200, and she didn’t speak for half a day, and Zhao Na Na Na was impatient.
Jasmine usually eats a potato in a canteen, and Zhao Naa and Liu Shan both find it humiliating to sit across from her; Jashu’s clothes and pants are out of date or made by her mother, so they are not too much of a joke or a lie.
More than that, Zhao Na and Liu Shan are all over the place and say how unclean and unsanitary Jaha is, and have started to isolate her from other classmates.
It may be that man’s death is good, that I was once a bystander of the invisibility, and now I’m about to die, and I’m rarely soft.
I gave Jasmin all my snacks and a dress that I had to cut.
And in the face of Jasmin’s confusion, I lamented: “Take it, I don’t need it. You look better in it, really.” I’m sorry.
To be honest, Jasmin was the prettiest of all of us, and she was also the girl of a lot of boys at the college before she was lied to.
I sometimes wonder, perhaps because she is poor and has the beauty that no one else has, to get jealous of her roommate.
“Father Thank you. I’m sorry.
Jasmine’s eyes are shining in the water.
The next night, Liu Shan and Zhao Nana were coming home, and they invited me out for dinner without going to Jae-jun, who was also very keen to leave the dormitory to study at the library.
We ordered a lot of food, we drank wine, I used to drink, but now I’m bored and I’ve had a few drinks.
On the way back to the dormitory, Liu Shan suddenly threw up, but there was no toilet near her, she ran to the grass, and I fainted and didn’t follow her.
There was a little rain this evening, and there was a growing trend, and the students on the road were running with books on their heads, and I watched the rush and felt a little panic.
In connection with the girl who was raped in the last cycle, I was looking deep in the woods as if I could hear a terrible scream.
I haven’t seen Zhao Na and Liu Shan back in a long time, and I’m just going to see them, and they’re running back in a nervous state.
As if they had been sobering most of the time, even though the pace was still shaking and their tongue was large, their eyes were confused and sobered.
Go back to the dorm! Control check the bed! I’m sorry.
“Yes, the conductor is going to check his bed. Go! Go!
Liu Shan raised me and Zo Na pushed me behind, and I was sicked by the two of them, but they pushed me not to turn back, and at the end of the alley, I heard a girl crying from afar.
Jassan did not return that night, and Liu San and Zhao Nana left the next day. It was late when I woke up at noon, there was no one in the dormitory and only Jasmin would come back wet.
“Oh, my God, is it raining outside? I rubbed my eyes and sat up and found that Jasmine had sent me a lot of messages half an hour ago.
“I’m sorry I didn’t see the message you sent me. I’m so sorry I got you! “I was in a hurry to apologize, Jasmine looked a little ugly, but she didn’t say anything, and she waved at me.
She seemed a little heavy, tired and sitting on a chair, under a dark lamp, and I saw her index finger black.
“Well, are you hungry? I am embarrassed to ask.
And when Jaa was looking at me, she smiled, and said, “You gave me lots of snacks yesterday, remember?” I’m sorry.
“Well, I remember, but how can the snacks be fed, and it’s better to eat hot. I’m sorry.
I was seen by her as a bit of a jerk, and Ja’al said, “Yeah, it’s better to eat hot.” I’m sorry.
She repeats, “It’s good to be hot. I’m sorry.
“Are you okay? I watched her carefully, and I said, “What did you do last night? I’m sorry.
Jahan didn’t answer my question. She just said:
“I know, they’re gone. I’m sorry.
There’s a post in the school sticker.
Two women burned in the dark appeared in the basement of the library.
They died in a terrible state and before they died, something terrible.
The post was quickly reconciled and few people saw it, so there was little discussion, and I was not too emotionally volatile to be stationed at the bar all day.
Because, at the same time, there is one thing that matters to me.
There’s the post on the bad-faced girl.
It’s not a bad time, it’s not too late for me to find a “Sniffy-Tip-Tip-Tip-Tip” guy, and soon I’ll be killed by that bitch.
Before that, I struggled over and over and over and over and over and over and over again I tried to survive.
I know I may not have been able to escape, but this time, I suddenly wanted to see that woman and ask her why she wanted to kill me, at least for one reason, so that I don’t end up in fear.
I registered a sticker.
It’s called “Snip ten.”
I repeat what the owner of the building did in memory until this night, 23:30, I walked out the door of the dormitory.
I’ll send her a message to stay outside tonight before I get involved again.
I have resolved to demand a release, and if I cannot escape the fate that is destined to die, then let me face it.
At 2345 hours, the window of the building was opened suddenly and I smelled a burning smell, and soon there was a disorderly footsteps coming from downstairs.
Doesn’t seem to be a person.
Ye, run, run…
“She’s not gonna let you go. She’s gonna kill us all.”
The two familiar voices are ringing down there, and I can’t hear them before they’re gone.
A moment later, I heard someone going upstairs.
One step, one step, one heavy and slow, and one step closer.
There’s a very cold smell of blood in the nose.
Intuition tells me the woman who went upstairs this time.
Unlike myself as I imagined, I was not so scared and helpless at this moment that I stood still waiting for her to come.
One minute and a second, until, a rope, gently climbs my neck.
In the second she tightens, I grab it.
“Jacques, you’re back. I’m sorry.
The people behind him are shaking.
“You remember, you knew it was me. I’m sorry.
Her voice was cold, and I whispered, “No, I didn’t come back to remember until I realized that she was yours.” I’m sorry.
And my hand held her finger slowly: “Did you burn an index finger when you killed them both in the basement of the library?” You must have hurt when the fire hit you. I’m sorry.
Jasmine didn’t talk.
“I know you’re giving me a chance, and you’re not going to come up, and I gently touch her finger, and I say, “Thank you for keeping me until now, I know that you have a lot of resentment and discomfort, and I know that you’re innocent and dying. I’m sorry.
Jaqin was silent, and for some time, her voice was shaking in my ear: “I went into your dream, and I went through it so many times because I wanted to find the truth, and now I finally know… Fucking people are them. They deserve to die! I’m sorry.
“That night, why did they hear my cry for help and not save me, why did they drag you away and why did they let me die in such humiliation…” Her voice sounds crazy and sad. “Aren’t my lives worth talking about for the sake of the numbers? I’m sorry.
“Yes, I know that you have despised me from the beginning, that I have no money in my house and that I am humbled, and that I deserve to be mocked like a dog, but you know that the dog has heart, that it feels pain, that it can feel anything.” I’m sorry.
Jasmin cried out loud, and suddenly I turned around and grabbed her.
“You…”
“Sorry, sorry, sorry. “I hold this decomposed body tight and pass on my temperature to her.” “I’m sorry, it was my apathy that caused all this. I am not in a position to say anything about what happened to you in the past, and I am not in a position to ask for forgiveness. If you want to kill me, do it. I’m sorry.
My tears fell on her, as if Jasmine had been stunned by my tears, and she reached out and held me.
I felt that rope strangling my neck again, and I closed my eyes.
“Thank you for offering me the pleasure of not being tortured again. I’m sorry.
But, as I expected, the rope slowly fell.
Yip…
People in their arms cry low.
She held me like a child, crying like she was crying all those years.
And finally, I heard her say to me with a very light voice: “Your chips are delicious and your ginger tea is warm, thank you.” I’m sorry.
The men in the arms are getting soft, I know, and her grievances are gone.
Thank you, Jaq. I’m silent.
Jared didn’t know, actually, that in the third cycle, when I saw the back of that woman, I knew who she was.
Because it was me who hid in the corner and watched all this at first when Jai died in the toilet.
I watched her on the stage in despair, and I watched her in the thin, thin back.
Nobody knows how happy my heart was at that moment!
From the beginning, it was me.
It’s me too.
Don’t you want the truth? Well, then I’ll let you into my dream.
But everything you see, I’m in charge.
And as I closed my eyes with satisfaction, a bright white light appeared in front of me.
A diary fell in front of me.
When I saw the cover, I almost shivered, and I jumped over it, and it was too late.
A pair of hands that reach out from nowhere throws the diaries out of the sky, and the pages like snow fall, and my pupils are stinged with the writings above.
I’m so tired of having such a beautiful roommate in my dorm, Joana and Liu San, who seems to like her. _Other Organiser
I made up a few lies, and Zo Na and Liu Shan believed that Jasheng was a dirty man, and they’re both not nice to her now. _Other Organiser
I’ll tell them that Jasmine just got five grand, and I’ll make them all think that Jasmine is a cheap little man! _Other Organiser
October 23rd. I’ve had enough of this. I’ve been in love with a man for so long. Does she fit?
I have to make sure everyone thinks that Jasmine is a dirty and disgusting person, but I can’t go out and say it in my own name.
I don’t know.
June 23rd, 2020 is so annoying that I’m so close to being able to protect. Jasmine’s so disgusting, he’s so good at his grades and he’s studying so hard. _Other Organiser
June 28th scared the shit out of me, and I was scared to get Jasmine to pick me up. I didn’t know she was there. _Other Organiser
On June 29th, were Joana and Liu Shan ill, and I pushed them out last night for the sake of all three of us, and after a sister jumped herself in the building the year before, her roommate was successful, and they’re no longer in charge of their affairs, and now they have a conscience to talk to their supervisors. _Other Organiser
I finally bailed out. That must be a permanent secret and no one should know the truth. _Other Organiser
I don’t know.
I don’t know.
I was stripped of my ugly and filthy heart, exposed to the white light of my eyes, and I was so desperate to swallow all the paper in my mouth that no one could spy on my dark secret.
However, a very thick rope fell down.
I recognize it. This is the rope Jaffle used to hang himself!
JACK! God, JACK’s not gone. She was testing me!
Yip Night, you’ve been pretending and even your dreams have changed, but it’s a shame…
In the hospital, three girls who had exploded as a result of the use of irregular electrical appliances in the dormitories were lying in their beds, one of them suffering from something that was particularly painful.
Several policemen stood at the door, and a middle-aged man was in a red-faced dispute with the police until one of them produced a diary.
The man took the past and turned over a few pages, and his head was never lifted.
Late in the night, at 23:50, a doctor said something and immediately followed by the family crying around the girl’s bed.
The other two showed signs of improvement, except for the girl, who had experienced repeated signs of loss of life as a roller coaster.
“She’s only 21 years old…” A woman can’t cry.
What they do not know is that a week ago at 23:50, there was also a girl of her age who chose to end her life in the toilet with a rope.
And that was her 21st day.
The end–
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
