Me too. Not that I don't love my roommates, but... [...]
I never think about it until I need stuff like that and wonder "how did this happen?" I must just forget I own blankets/pillows at all when I go shopping??
Don't be mad, okay?
But [...]
A long, long time ago the sophomores did a seance. Like all a lot of
us. That's why we call anon 2. That's what anon called itself.
So, a much smaller group of sophomores decided to do a second seance,
especially after you know, ya'll got lost. I went with them. To take notes
and ask and stuff.
Well, it wasn't anon talking to us. They knew anon, and they said a lot of
weird stuff that I think mostly was lies but the point is they got mad I
think? They threw the planchette for the ouiji board and then a literal
ghost-corpse was there. With no head. Just...
A disgusting, smelly, rotting skeleton with no head. Oh my God is that
the body for the skull they fou
Especially a blanket handmade by someone who loves you. Those are like being wrapped in a hug.
[Issy] I was so excited when my parents said I could stay another year and now I just feel sick. They need to relocate Gooseberry. It's not safe for anyone to stay here, we're obviously disturbing something that isn't at peace. I think we just made everything a million times worse by holding another seance.
Maybe, I don't know. [...]
If you promise not to get anyone else in trouble but
I mean you can get me in trouble but no one else.
Let me go through all my notes and you know
write up exactly what happened for you guys.
If things haven't changed, if they haven't figured anything out... I don't
know if I will come back. Which sucks because I actually really like it
here.
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