A girl decided to write an essay about hobos. All Saturday, she observed them, watching how they lived, how they collected bottles, how they drank alcohol, and how they ate scraps they found in the trash. On Sunday, she wrote her essay. On Monday, she received an A for it. The teacher praised her highly, even reading her essay to the whole class.But the hobos noticed that the girl was watching them. They began to watch her too. One morning, as she walked to school, a sober hobo followed her. Later that day, as she walked home from school, she saw another hobo behind her, but this time he was drunk. The next day, it was the same story, only the hobo was different. And the day after, it was a hobo woman.The girl started to feel scared. She complained to her parents, her teacher, and her friends, saying that the hobos were following her. But no one believed her. They said it was just her imagination. Some even thought she was making up stories about the hobos to write another essay.Then, on Saturday, the girl disappeared. On Sunday, when school was closed, someone broke in and stole her essay about the hobos. It became clear that it was all because of the essay. The hobos were apparently offended and had kidnapped the girl, and then stolen her essay. The police decided to round up all the hobos in the city, but they had vanished.The following week, strange people, well-dressed and with expensive phones, began to approach the kids from her class on the street. They asked about the girl's essay, wanting to know what it was about. Some didn’t remember the essay, and they were let go. But those who remembered it well—no one ever saw them again. The teacher also disappeared. No one knows anything anymore. No one knows anything anymore.
>>39253663Cool story. I like the part where you explain everything you know and then say nobody knows anything. A psyop within and psyop. If I thought about it for too long I'm sure I'd get sucked into a rabbit hole. 10/10
