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I can’t take it anymore. I just can’t. It started as a joke. Just a simple joke. Someone would post a picture that looks like an among us guy. I used to let out a little chuckle whenever I saw it. “Wow, that looks like an among us guy haha!”, I would think. I started seeing things. Everywhere I would look. I would see it. That thing. That horrible, horrible thing. I would look at a garbage can. Among us. I would look at a fridge. Among us. I would look at a a notebook. Among us. God, I wish I could just make it stop. It’s not just a joke anymore. This is mental torture. I didn’t know some game could ruin my entire ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ life. My sanity is in shambles. I don’t know how much longer I can take it. The pain I’ve felt. The things I’ve thought about. Then I started using words. “Sus”, and, “Amogus”. Once I started I couldn’t stop. I feel like a puppet. All I want now is the sweet release of death. God, when will this torture end?

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