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gilbertelizabeth

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I Swapped Heads with a Serial Killer. Now I’m Losing Myself

I don’t know how much time I have left before I lose control again. If you’re reading this, I’m probably already gone. Listen carefully: If you’re in Terre Haute, Indiana, and you see a man with a scar around his neck, run. If you have a gun, shoot him in the head. I’m begging you. I was diagnosed with brain cancer in April. The doctor said I had six months to live. My only hope was a head transplant. They paired me with a death-row inmate—a serial killer who agreed to swap heads with me. I survived, but he didn’t. I got his body, and he got mine. They said it would work, but I should have known better. At first, I felt great. The scar around my neck was the only reminder. But then, I started hearing voices. Horrible, bloodthirsty whispers. “Kill them all,” it said. I thought it was just stress, but it got louder. It took control of my body. I watched helplessly as I murdered my wife, my kids. I slipped and hit my head, and I regained control for a moment. I locked myself out of the house to protect my dog. I’m sitting on my porch now, typing this. I can feel the monster trying to take over again. Please, don’t ever consider a head transplant. It’s not worth it. #HeadTransplant #MindControl #TerreHauteTerror

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joshuaweaver

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I Pray for the Parasite to Come Back

Hey, I need to get this off my chest. I don’t even know where to start. I guess it all began when I saw a parachute at my son’s gymnastics class. It triggered something in my head, but I couldn’t remember what. Then, I passed out and hit my head. The doctor said I had all these health issues, but I felt fine. I was just tired all the time. Then, it got worse. I saw the parachute again—only this time, it was outside my house. Underneath it were two figures, a parent and a child. They waved at me, and I freaked out. I barricaded myself in my room, but then I realized something was wrong with my scalp. I lit it on fire, and this black-blooded creature detached itself and fled. The weirdest part? I felt better after it left. I remembered a life with my son, a life that felt real. But now, I’m alone on my farm, everything falling apart. I’m gaunt, starved, and my mind is a mess. I hate my life now more than I ever did when the parasite controlled me. I don’t know if I want the truth or the lie anymore. I pray for that creature to come back every night. Maybe it’s better to live in a beautiful fiction than face this grim reality. #Paranormal #MindControl #RealityCheck

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