And don’t ask me about the truth please guys… they’ll come for me. ↔️. I am writing everything because of how I know how this goes. Once you start hearing creepypasta in your head, especially ticci Toby as the killer who’s seen as attractive, sweet, annoying and childish, and you’ve been spiritually attacked, you know your time for a dilemma is coming up. For me, kidnapping, as I’m a missing and exploited child in this rebirth of my life. I have everything set for my circumstances, especially the bodily part of me. (My disease is a practical disguise that cause me to look like a black American). But still. I have my set offs and set backs as someone who is complicated, scientifically and circumstantially. Thanks guys!!! I love the people of wattpad and the app itself.