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I'm not sure what this is

You're laying on your bed, staring at the dim light of your phone in the darkness, scrolling through humorous gift and pictures, every once in a while exhaling through your nose as a kind of make shift laugh. This goes on from 11:30 until 1:47.
At 1:47, you look at your clock, curse to yourself and decide to finally put the phone away after just a couple more scrolls. You come across this strange picture of a girl with long brown hair draped in front of her face in ragged, dirty, blood stained clothing, standing hunched over in the corner of a dark room with her head sunk forward to her shoulder. You think, "Wow, this is weird.. Those crazy scene kinds and their obsession with depressing shit is getting out of hand." and you press the lock button on your phone.

But nothing happens.
You press it again.
Still nothing.
You try holding it, because maybe it's frozen, so you can probably turn it off.
Nothing happens.
You press the home button to see if your lock button is broken, or if your phone is frozen This time, instead of going to the home screen, your phone scrolls through one more picture. The next picture is of the same girl in the same room, only this time her head is up, her face blue and black from bruises, and her empty eyes are looking straight forward... No.. They seem to be looking straight at you.. Not towards the camera taking the picture, straight at you. As if they are seeing you right now. You try to turn off your screen again, and still nothing happens. You hold the lock button and yet again, nothing happens. You press the home button, and yet again, the picture slides away, revealing the next picture. It's the same girl. But this time, you can see her body moving as she's breathing.

Your heart starts to beat fast.
"What the hell is going on here..." You think to yourself.
The girl looks directly at you, and says something while subtitles are revealed at the bottom.
"Where you unhappy with my picture?"
You think to yourself. "Well it's kind of scary so yes.."

She speaks again:
"I'm sorry I don't mean to scare you, I just want to be friends."
Your heart stops.
"Did she just reply to me?" You think to yourself.

"Yes."

You can no longer breath. You're suddenly terrified, shaking, and sweating. You try turning your phone off again and nothing seems to work. You press the home button,, but it doesn't slide to another picture, the gif just keeps going. She stands up and walks out of the corner and passes by a familiar couch and a family portrait on the wall.

A portrait of your family.

She's in your house.

You throw your phone against the wall hoping you dozed off and are having a bad dream or that your so tired you're imagining things. You sit in your room in the dark silence for 5 minutes.

10 minutes.

20 minutes.

And just as finally start to feel safe and secure, you hear a knock and a soft voice at the door:
"Let's be friends."
Written by wickedj98 (Strange Being)
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