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It started off innocent enough.
A game. A harmless dare.
She even agreed to do it. She was happy to comply because she knew it was just a joke.
She had to mimic the movements of four different individuals during the course of the day,
only changing her behaviour upon seeing the next person.
It was so amusing to watch her. She was so good at it. Too good at it.
She acted exactly like the characters she played, shifting almost immediately to imitate the person she was speaking to.
Soon, she started following them around, just to entertain the four people she was tasked to copy.
And they laughed! So she continued.
It went on for days. She had never looked so happy.
But all of a sudden, the four people started to act differently.
They did whatever they could to avoid her.
Changing their plans as often as they could, ducking around corners when they saw her.
Not long later insults were flooding from social media platforms. Many of her long time friends were puzzled, some even annoyed. Others questioned her, asking if she had any sense of honesty, or if she was really a two faced monster.
She was labeled as a shameless copycat.
On the last day of the school term, one of the four individuals came up to her.
She was usually the brightest of the four, but she had lost her composure.
Enraged, she shouted at her, screaming for her to stop it.
She ran away, terrified and ashamed.
At last, humilliated and in tears, she told the person who set up the challenge that she was done. He quickly agreed and apologised for everything that had happened to her. He promised that he would explain to everyone once she returned back to normal.
The girl was relieved.
She thanked him and went on with her day.
Later, when she was in a conversation with the remaining friends of hers, she realised that she had not stopped acting like the four.
She mentioned this to the group, they just laughed it off.
She focused and changed her way of speaking.
But it was still another mimicry of one of the four.
She panicked and started to grope for something familiar, but only the other two of the four people came to mind.
Then her friend asked her what was wrong, but she couldn't hear it.
She struggled, she fought the thought that she had developed some sort of bad habit from acting like the four.
After moments of sobs between mumbled explanations and gasped breaths, she finally overcame the four, if only for a moment, revealing what was left.
There was nothing.
She was now gone.
A game. A harmless dare.
She even agreed to do it. She was happy to comply because she knew it was just a joke.
She had to mimic the movements of four different individuals during the course of the day,
only changing her behaviour upon seeing the next person.
It was so amusing to watch her. She was so good at it. Too good at it.
She acted exactly like the characters she played, shifting almost immediately to imitate the person she was speaking to.
Soon, she started following them around, just to entertain the four people she was tasked to copy.
And they laughed! So she continued.
It went on for days. She had never looked so happy.
But all of a sudden, the four people started to act differently.
They did whatever they could to avoid her.
Changing their plans as often as they could, ducking around corners when they saw her.
Not long later insults were flooding from social media platforms. Many of her long time friends were puzzled, some even annoyed. Others questioned her, asking if she had any sense of honesty, or if she was really a two faced monster.
She was labeled as a shameless copycat.
On the last day of the school term, one of the four individuals came up to her.
She was usually the brightest of the four, but she had lost her composure.
Enraged, she shouted at her, screaming for her to stop it.
She ran away, terrified and ashamed.
At last, humilliated and in tears, she told the person who set up the challenge that she was done. He quickly agreed and apologised for everything that had happened to her. He promised that he would explain to everyone once she returned back to normal.
The girl was relieved.
She thanked him and went on with her day.
Later, when she was in a conversation with the remaining friends of hers, she realised that she had not stopped acting like the four.
She mentioned this to the group, they just laughed it off.
She focused and changed her way of speaking.
But it was still another mimicry of one of the four.
She panicked and started to grope for something familiar, but only the other two of the four people came to mind.
Then her friend asked her what was wrong, but she couldn't hear it.
She struggled, she fought the thought that she had developed some sort of bad habit from acting like the four.
After moments of sobs between mumbled explanations and gasped breaths, she finally overcame the four, if only for a moment, revealing what was left.
There was nothing.
She was now gone.
