ABOUT ME
Hi, I’m Parvitha 🌸
I’m 13 years old, and right now I’m just living my life step by step, trying to enjoy every small moment and understand myself better. Life feels like a mix of calm and chaos, fun and confusion, and I’m learning to balance all of it in my own way. I don’t have everything figured out, but I think that’s okay because I’m still growing.
One thing that really makes me me is my love for horror 👀🖤 I enjoy watching scary movies, listening to creepy stories, and anything that gives me chills. The suspense, the mystery, and the unexpected moments make it so exciting. While some people get scared, I actually enjoy that feeling. It’s like stepping into a different world where anything can happen, and I love the thrill of it.
At the same time, I also have a strong and active side because I love playing basketball 🏀 It’s one of my favorite things to do. Being on the court makes me feel confident, energetic, and free. I enjoy running, practicing, and trying to improve my skills. Basketball is not just a game for me—it teaches me discipline, teamwork, and how to stay focused. It makes me feel strong both physically and mentally.
Music is also a big part of my life. I listen to songs depending on how I feel. Sometimes I choose calm music when I want to relax, and other times I listen to energetic songs when I’m in a happy or excited mood. Music feels like it understands me even when I don’t fully understand myself.
In my free time, I like spending time on my phone, watching reels, and keeping up with trends. I enjoy cute things, aesthetic styles, and little details that make everything look and feel nice. These small things bring me happiness in a simple way. I also love talking with my friends, laughing, and sharing random moments with them. They make my days brighter.
I may seem quiet or shy when you first meet me, but once I feel comfortable, I open up a lot. I can be really talkative, fun, and sometimes a little chaotic in a good way. I enjoy being around people who make me feel safe and understood. My friends mean a lot to me, and I always try to be there for them.
Even though I enjoy being around people, I also like having my own space. I enjoy sitting quietly, thinking, or daydreaming. I often get lost in my thoughts and imagine different things. Sometimes I overthink, even about small situations, but I’m learning to handle it better and not let it affect me too much. I’m slowly becoming more confident and positive.
I care deeply about the people in my life, especially my friends and family. Even if I don’t always show it, they are very important to me. I believe in being kind, honest, and real. I try to stay true to myself instead of pretending to be someone else.
I know I’m not perfect, and I don’t try to be. I’m still learning, making mistakes, and growing every day. I want to become stronger, more confident, and better in everything I do. I also have dreams and goals for my future, even if I’m not completely sure about them yet. I just know that I want to do something that makes me happy and proud.
I’m a mix of many things—soft but strong, quiet but expressive, calm but a little chaotic, and sweet with a love for spooky things. I like being different in my own way and not following everyone else.
Just a girl who loves basketball, enjoys horror, listens to music, and is still discovering her own story.
Just me, Parvitha ✨
CHAPTER 31: EXIT
Priya walked to the door.
For the first time… she didn’t hesitate.
Didn’t question.
Didn’t fear.
Her hand reached the handle.
Cold.
Familiar.
She turned it.
The door opened.
Light flooded in.
Bright.
Blinding.
Real.
She stepped out—
And felt something snap.
Like a thread breaking.
Behind her.
CHAPTER 32: OUTSIDE
She was outside the hostel.
Morning.
Students walking.
Talking.
Laughing.
Normal.
Everything was normal.
Priya stood there, breathing slowly.
“I made it…” she whispered.
Her voice sounded steady.
Too steady.
A girl passed by her.
Paused.
Looked at her strangely.
“Are you okay?” she asked.
Priya smiled.
“Yes.”
Perfectly.
The girl nodded and walked away.
Priya watched her go.
Then—
Her phone buzzed.
CHAPTER 33: STILL 2:17
She looked down.
The screen read:
2:17 AM
Her smile froze.
“No…”
She looked up.
The sky flickered.
For a split second—
It was night.
Then day again.
Her breathing became uneven.
“This isn’t real…”
Her phone buzzed.
“You didn’t leave.”
CHAPTER 34: RETURN
The world bent.
Collapsed.
Folded inward.
Priya felt herself falling—
Not down.
But back.
When she opened her eyes—
She was in her bed.
Dark room.
Fan spinning.
Phone buzzing.
2:17 AM.
Again.
She didn’t react.
Didn’t panic.
Just stared.
“I understand now,” she whispered.
CHAPTER 35: THE MESSAGE
Her phone lit up.
1 New Message — Pooja
She opened it.
“Are you awake?”
Priya smiled slowly.
This time—
She typed first.
“Don’t look at me.”
Her fingers moved without hesitation.
Without fear.
Another message came.
“What?”
Priya’s smile widened.
“I’m not on the bed.”
CHAPTER 36: ROLE REVERSAL
She stood up.
Slowly.
Her body moved differently now.
Smoother.
Controlled.
She turned toward the bed.
Toward herself.
Sleeping.
Unaware.
Her head tilted.
Too far.
Too unnatural.
She smiled.
Watching.
Learning.
Becoming.
CHAPTER 37: UNDER AGAIN
She knelt beside the bed.
Lowered herself.
Looked into the darkness beneath.
And saw—
Someone.
Curled.
Shaking.
Terrified.
“Priya…” the girl whispered.
Her eyes filled with tears.
It was her.
Again.
Another version.
Another loop.
Priya smiled softly.
“I know,” she said.
CHAPTER 38: COMPLETION
Her phone buzzed.
She didn’t need to look.
She already knew.
“Final integration complete.”
The room felt stable now.
Perfect.
No glitches.
No cracks.
Everything smooth.
Everything controlled.
Priya stood up.
Turned.
Walked.
Like she had always belonged there.
CHAPTER 39: THE SYSTEM CONTINUES
Morning came.
Students walked again.
Talked again.
Laughed again.
And Priya walked among them.
Perfect.
Unnoticed.
Normal.
Her phone buzzed.
She looked down.
A new contact appeared.
Unknown
She smiled.
Opened it.
And typed:
“Are you awake?”
CHAPTER 40: YOU
2:17 AM.
Your phone buzzes.
You’re half asleep.
Annoyed.
You check it.
1 New Message — Unknown
You frown.
Open it.
“Are you awake?”
You hesitate.
Then type:
“Yeah. Who is this?”
The reply comes instantly.
“Don’t look at me.”
A chill runs down your spine.
You slowly glance up.
At your room.
At the shadows.
At the darkness beneath your bed.
Your phone buzzes again.
“I’m not on the bed.”
Silence fills your room.
Heavy.
Breathing.
Waiting.
Then—
One last message appears.
“I’m under it.”
No escape.
No reset.
No “real world.”
Just the loop.