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mickey hoes

I fufk inf forgot tge tspry line of this story and I dint wanna check rn so
Editsept0923:Uhmmm so like this story sucks and id didnt even notice

Mickey has been feeling down lately
He tried meditation
Retail therapy
Breathing
Looking into CIA secret government files
Watching all of his favorite shows on repeat

Nothing helped

So he made an ultimate decision
A decision that will be life changing and career breaking

He decided to start a tiktok account, where all he does is move his head to audios and make weird faces.
Sometimes, he would twerk to WAP .
Sometimes, he would do tiktok dances where he would lip sync to audios .
Even the offensive slurs that are morally unacceptable to say, if not a part of the certain group it belongs to
On his platforms, he often scammed his followers when he went live.
He would lie for money on live and get mad and yell at people who didn't give him the amount of money he wanted or more.
Went he went to tiktok sponsored parties, and he was a fúcking pedophile.
He publicly bullied his friends, family, and followers
Even tiktokers alike
He called people names and offensive slurs in dms, comments, and his own videos.

One day, he was feeling a lot better after telling a little 6 year old child that she was going to hell for not liking mice.
He had been in his mom's basement all day, all week, all month.
He never left.
He decided to finally go back to his house, hoping the bank didn't reclaim it because he stopped paying bills and rent for a while. Tough a part of him never wanted to step foot in tgat house ever again, but it was all he had. He wouldn't go house searching and go through that entire process all over again.
After ending his conversation with his discord kitten, he started packing everything he had taken with him to his moms house.

Soon enough, he was done packing
And was on his way to his home.
While he was walking home, he saw a séx toy shop. He walked inside, intrigued, and saw it filled with, well, séx toys.
He picked out a big black dildo. It was bigger than his  whole arm from hand to shoulder.

Anyway, he bought it and was given a card with circles at the bottom.
The cashier hole punched one of the circles and told his each purchase that leads to 10 purchases he will get a hole punched on his card .
One by one.
And when he reached all holes punched
He will be able to be called a member of the family and will receive free offers and gift cards from time to time.

After hearing that information, he was happier
He couldn't wait to visit that shop again in the near future.

As he walked back to his house, he was thinking of how he should redesign his entire house to make new memories in a new environment.

He finally got home after ignoring all the homeless people asking for money to finally afford food.
Of course, he had money he just never felt like sharing it with people he doesn't know.
He's heard of stories about people faking these lives anyway, that at the end of the day they call their friends or family to pick them up and drive them home them count all the money they've scammed from people.
Sure, some people he came across were literally in wheel chairs and had their legs missing and had jackets as blankets, and he swore he saw them there all night never leaving, but some people are good actors.

Anyway that rlly got off track
Back to him getting home

He opened his door, and all the memories came right back
As he looked inside his home, he immediately remembered everything that took place in there.
All the horror he faced, all the heartbreak that came with it, all the losses he experienced.
He could never forget her face and her screams when they were down there.
He felt so guilty .
He was so scared at the time.
He was frozen.
All he could do was watch,
Watch as his girlfriend Minnie was being tortured and later on murdered by a crazed man with a sick and twisted desire.
And when his body finally remembered how to move after all that fear, he ran upstairs and out the front door to the closest police e station. They listened to what he said as he looked so distraught and horrified, but later on, after he was done sharing his story
Nobody believed him
Stating that "Those kind of things never happen to men" "Usually girls are the victims of these cases" "Are you making this all up for clout? Mickey, we know your attraction to attention. It's okay. Just go back home.  We won't press charges we swear" Damn liars.

Soon enough, officers got annoyed at his efforts to convince them and was kicked out brutally with a stern talking to.

He finally snapped back to present and found himself in the corner  of the room crying while hugging himself . He was crying like he's never had. All the trauma just cane right back to him
And he was terrified and paranoid all over again.
He just sat there for hours crying after all the memories flashed in his mind. Memories of his girlfriends life being ended and his fate almost being sealed to stay with a creep forever.
He could never forget
Even while he lived in his mom's basement
As his life was getting better bit by bit
Sometimes, he still saw Minnie in the back of his eyelids .
When he closed his eyes,
She was still there.
He had nightmares every night
Those horrible memories never ended.
Because that man was still after him.
While mickey was busy trying to forget and get over all of what happened, he was out there
Walking free, respected,
And making plans to find Mickey.
And mickey knew, he was aware that the crazy man wouldn't give up on trying to take Mickey. After all, he killed people, innocent people
Just for that sick desire.
Mickey knew people like that could never get better. They could never redeem themselves. Not after ending innocent lives, that's just unforgivable.

After falling asleep with all those thoughts in his mind, Mickey was awoken by the ping of his cellphone.
He dreaded opening it and seeing what notification he received. What if it was him? What if he knew Mickey was back home? What was on this psychopaths mind? What was Mickeys escape plan this time?
Would Mickey even be able to make it out this time? He didn't think so, he didn't think that man would make the same mistakes again. That man probably got smarter as Mickeys brain rotted, trying to finally find peace with life. Trying to find reasons why he shouldn't just end it.

Snapping out of his thoughts and fears, he finally picked up his phone and looked at the lockscreen where he could see his notifications. He received a message. He looked at the contact and-
Oh, it was just his mom.
He decided to ignore it since it was probably just her reprimanding him for something like forgetting to dry her clothes.
He felt his stomach ache and growling, asking for food.
Mickey decided to get up to walk to the kitchen and make some food.
He remembered how he still had unmade spaghetti stick thingies in one of his cabinets. He looked through his cabinets one by one.
When he opened the cabinet next to the top on the stove, there was nothing but a note.
A part of him was paranoid, and the other part decided he was being a sensitive baby and what are the chances that that man woukd leave a note knowing he would look through the cabinets .
He grabbed the note, still somewhat anxious. It was just a reminder left by himself to buy more food.
Phew,
Nothing too serious.
Soon enough he felt tired and just decided to heat instant Ramen he found on the table.
When he was done eating he made his way upstairs. When he reached the top of his stairs he swore he heard the door knob jingle (I hate thses owrds)
And from the corner of his he swore he saw the door opening a little.
He decided he was just paranoid again and all of his paranoia today were all false alarms.
When Mickey made it to his room, he started changed to his pjs after showering and brushed his teeth.
(Finally stinky bítch)
Mickey went to sleep.
But not for long
He kept waking up
Feeling like he was being watched
He just decided to cuss out his cocomelon fake toy plastic phone.

After a while he got bored and just decided to start his day again.
He turned on the light, still a little paranoid remembering how he felt the first few times waking up.
And he saw

Nothing
Just his room.

He felt like such a crybaby after being so paranoid multiple times.
All for this moments to be false alarms

Mickey pushed those thoughts aside and decided he should clean the house as hes been gone for a month and buy groceries, like half the food he has now probably doesn't work.

But first he checked his phone.
It was 5:52 Am
He saw his mom's contact and opened her message.
It read "Dont go to your house. Daisy texted me, she said someone enters your house every day and stays there all night, she's been keeping watch"

Lemme continue this story later bc I gonna reply to sum messages rn🥱

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