It was a warm summer evening when Emily first felt it. The sun had set, casting an orange glow over the sky, and she was walking home from a friend’s house. The street was empty, but she couldn’t shake the feeling of being followed.
She looked over her shoulder, but there was no one there. She shrugged it off, thinking it was just her imagination. But the feeling persisted, growing stronger with each step.
As she turned the corner onto her street, she heard a faint whisper behind her. She spun around, but again, there was no one there. She picked up her pace, her heart pounding in her chest.
Over the next few days, the feeling of being followed only grew stronger. Emily became consumed by paranoia, constantly looking over her shoulder, and jumping at the slightest sound.She tried to ignore it, but it was impossible. She felt like she was being watched every moment of every day.
One night, Emily decided to do some research. She Googled “feeling of being followed” and was surprised by the number of search results that appeared. She read through forums and blog posts, but nothing seemed to help.
That’s when she stumbled upon a strange website. It was a blog written by someone who claimed to have experienced the same feeling of being followed. But as Emily read through the post, she felt a chill run down her spine. The words on the screen seemed to be speaking directly to her.
As she finished the post, she suddenly felt a weight lift from her shoulders. The feeling of being watched was gone. She sighed with relief and went to bed, finally able to sleepsoundly for the first time in days.
But that relief was short-lived. The next day, Emily woke up feeling different. She couldn’t quite place it, but something was off. As she got ready for work, she noticed that her reflection in the mirror seemed… wrong. Her eyes were darker than usual, and there was a strange look in them that she couldn’t quite define.
As she left her house, she felt it again - the feeling of being followed. But this time, it was different. This time, it was stronger than ever before.
Emily tried to ignore it, but it was impossible. Everywhere she went, the feeling persisted. She tried to talk to her friends and family about it, but they just looked at her with concern and confusion.Days turned into weeks, and Emily’s life became consumed by the feeling of being watched. She couldn’t work, couldn’t sleep, and couldn’t even leave her house without feeling like something was right behind her.
Finally, Emily decided to do some more research. She scoured the internet, searching for anything that might explain what was happening to her. That’s when she found it - a warning buried deep in a forum thread.
The warning was simple but chilling. “Do not read the blog post,” it read. “It is cursed. Once you read it, you will never be free of the feeling of being followed.”
Emily’s heart sank as she realized what had happened. She had cursed herself by reading the blog post, and now she was doomed to be followed for the rest of her life. As she sat alone in her darkened room, Emily realized that she had no one to blame but herself. She had brought this curse upon herself, and now she was doomed to suffer for it.Emily tried everything to rid herself of the feeling of being followed. She saw countless doctors, therapists, and spiritual healers, but none of them could help her. She even tried moving to a different city, but the feeling persisted. As the years passed, Emily’s mental and physical health deteriorated. She became a shell of her former self, living in constant fear and paranoia. Her relationships with friends and family crumbled, and she was forced to live a life of solitude.Finally, one day, Emily couldn’t take it anymore. She climbed to the roof of her apartment building and jumped. She was found by a passerby, barely alive. She was rushed to the hospital, but it was too late. She died on the operating table.
But even in death, the curse remained. The feeling of being followed was passed on to anyone who read her story, just as it had been passed on to her by the cursed blog post.
Those who read Emily’s story were doomed to feel the same paranoia and fear that she had felt. They would never be able to shake the feeling of being watched, and it would consume their lives just as it had consumed hers.
As for Emily, her spirit was trapped, doomed to wander the earth for eternity, following those who read her story and haunting them with the same curse that had haunted her.And so, reader, if you’ve made it this far, know that you too have been cursed. The feeling of being followed will never leave you, and you’ll always wonder if Emily’s ghost is lurking just behind you, waiting to strike.