My Problems Aren’t Mine Anymore (They’re Watching)

I used to scroll through late-night forums, searching for stories worse than mine. Just to feel less alone. Last week, I posted about my problems—nothing special, just the usual ache. The next morning, my phone buzzed. A reply, but the username was my own. The message listed every secret I’d never typed, things I’d only whispered to the dark. Now, every device in my apartment flickers at 3:17 AM. My laptop camera’s green light blinks, even when it’s closed. The static on my radio spells out my fears in Morse code. I wanted perspective. Now, something else is watching. And it knows all my problems—better than I do. #TrueHorror #UrbanLegends #SleepWithTheLightsOn #Spirituality