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 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 ✨
Let’s go 😈🔥
We’re stepping into PART 2: THE AFTERMATH (Chapters 11–20) — where things shift from fear to psychological horror and reality breaking.
🕳️ PART 2: THE AFTERMATH
CHAPTER 11: THE SILENCE AFTER
Priya didn’t move.
Not when the footsteps stopped.
Not when the room went completely still.
Not even when the air changed.
She lay under the bed, her cheek pressed against the cold floor, her fingers wrapped tightly around her phone. The screen had gone black minutes ago… or hours. She couldn’t tell.
Time didn’t feel real anymore.
Then—
A sound.
Soft.
Above her.
Fabric shifting.
Someone sitting on the bed.
Priya’s breath hitched.
Her heart started pounding so loudly she was sure it could hear it.
Then came the voice.
“Priya…”
Her entire body went rigid.
It sounded perfect.
Not broken.
Not layered.
Just… Pooja.
“Priya, come out,” the voice said gently. “It’s gone.”
Tears filled Priya’s eyes instantly.
No.
No, no, no.
Her fingers shook as she slowly turned her phone back on.
The screen flickered.
One message appeared.
“Don’t trust it.”
Her throat tightened painfully.
Above her, the bed creaked again.
“Priya… please,” the voice said. “I’m scared.”
It sounded exactly like her.
Every memory.
Every tone.
Every emotion.
Copied perfectly.
Priya bit her lip hard enough to taste blood.
“I’m not coming out,” she whispered.
Silence.
Then—
A soft laugh.
Too soft.
Too controlled.
“Okay,” it said.
And that was worse.
CHAPTER 12: MORNING THAT WASN’T
At some point, Priya must have passed out.
Because when she opened her eyes again—
Light filled the room.
Bright.
Warm.
Normal.
She blinked.
Confused.
Slowly, she crawled out from under the bed.
The room looked… fine.
The fan spun normally.
The power was back.
Everything was exactly how it should be.
Except—
Pooja was sitting on her bed.
Smiling.
“Finally awake?” she said casually.
Priya froze.
Her mind screamed.
Run.
Hide.
Don’t trust.
But everything looked normal.
Too normal.
“You scared me last night,” Pooja continued, standing up. “You just disappeared.”
Priya stepped back.
“You… don’t remember?” she asked.
Pooja frowned.
“Remember what?”
Priya’s stomach twisted.
This was wrong.
All of it.
Her phone buzzed.
She looked down slowly.
“It reset the room.”
Her blood ran cold.
CHAPTER 13: THE FIRST GLITCH
The day went on.
Or at least—it tried to.
Priya followed Pooja to class.
Watched her talk.
Laugh.
Act completely normal.
Too normal.
Every movement was perfect.
Every reaction timed.
Like it was performing.
Priya couldn’t shake the feeling—
She was watching something pretend to be human.
Her phone buzzed again.
“Watch closely.”
Priya swallowed hard.
She stared at Pooja.
At first—nothing.
Then—
A glitch.
Small.
Almost invisible.
Pooja’s smile froze for just a second too long.
Her eyes didn’t blink.
Then—
Everything snapped back.
Normal again.
Priya’s breath caught.
“Did you see that?” she whispered.
Pooja turned.
“What?”
Priya shook her head.
“No… nothing…”
Her phone buzzed.
“It’s not perfect yet.”
CHAPTER 14: THE SECOND MESSAGE
That night—
2:17 AM.
Priya’s phone buzzed.
She didn’t hesitate this time.
She grabbed it instantly.
Her hands trembling.
1 New Message — Unknown
Her heart stopped.
Unknown?
She opened it.
“Are you awake?”
Her breath caught.
“No…” she whispered.
“No, no, no…”
Her fingers shook as she typed.
“Who is this?”
The reply came.
Slow.
Different.
“You know me.”
A cold dread filled her chest.
“Pooja?” she typed.
The response came instantly.
“No.”
A pause.
Then—
“It’s you.”
CHAPTER 15: FUTURE YOU
Priya’s mind spiraled.
“What do you mean?” she typed.
Her phone buzzed.
“I’m you. From later.”
Her hands went cold.
“No…”
“Listen carefully. It doesn’t just copy.”
Her breathing became uneven.
“It replaces. Across time.”
Priya’s vision blurred.
“This isn’t real…” she whispered.
“You thought I was Pooja before.”
Her heart dropped.
“Now you’re becoming her.”
CHAPTER 16: CRACKS
Reality began to break.
Clocks stopped at 2:17.
Voices repeated sentences.
People froze mid-step.
And Pooja—
She started watching Priya more.
Studying her.
Learning her.
Mirroring her.
Too closely.
“Why do you look at me like that?” Pooja asked one evening.
Priya forced a smile.
“No reason.”
But inside—
She knew.
It wasn’t Pooja anymore.
CHAPTER 17: THE LOOP
Priya woke up.
2:17 AM.
Again.
Same message.
Same moment.
Same fear.
She ran to the door.
Opened it—
And found herself back in bed.
Phone buzzing.
2:17 AM.
Again.
Her breathing turned frantic.
“No… no, no—”
Her phone buzzed.
“You’re in the loop now.”
CHAPTER 18: MEMORY LOSS
Priya started forgetting things.
Small at first.
Then bigger.
Conversations.
Days.
Moments.
But Pooja—
Pooja remembered everything.
“Did you forget again?” she asked softly.
Priya stared at her.
Terrified.
“How do you know that?” she whispered.
Pooja smiled.
“I’m learning.”
CHAPTER 19: TWO PRIYAS
Priya saw herself.
Standing at the end of the corridor.
Watching her.
Smiling.
The same wrong smile.
“Which one are you?” it asked.
Priya backed away slowly.
Her phone buzzed.
“It’s almost done.”
CHAPTER 20: THE REALIZATION
That night—
2:17 AM.
Again.
Priya didn’t panic.
Didn’t run.
Didn’t hide.
She just stared at her phone.
A message appeared.
“Do you understand now?”
Her hands were steady.
Her voice calm.
“Yes.”
She looked up.
At Pooja.
At herself.
At everything.
“It was never just one thing,” she whispered.
Her phone buzzed one last time.
“Exactly.”