Send us a text When my son began to change, I told myself it was nothing. Children go through phases, after all. But as the days passed, his eyes held a knowing I couldn't explain, his words carried echoes of something forgotten. And then, I remembered. Years ago, I spoke words I didn’t fully understand—words meant to harm, whispered in anger and buried in time. I thought they had faded, lost to the past. But some things don’t disappear. Some things wait. #BlackMirrorVibes #Creepy...
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