[Alright, I don’t know how else to say this, but...
You know Unsafe?
I only made 3 parts.
I keep getting wind that there’s a part 4.
I’m starting to think that SHE continued it somehow.
How she did is beyond me, considering she isn’t exactly real.
You might want a little clarity as to whom i am referring to.
Alright. so, the series X is written about a mystery girl that is called (or rather represented as) X, no?
Well, the reason she’s called that is because nobody knows her name.
I never gave her one.
Getting back on topic, it’s supposed to be written by another fictional person, whom for the sake of continuity, we will call W. Now, W and X were in love, very much so. W is offed, X mourns, yadda yadda yadda, et cetera, et cetera. Well, I felt that in order to give X more clarity and depth, that i’d have to write a second series, One that is written in the perspective of X. This premise became what you now know as Unsafe.
But, for some reason...
As I continued writing Unsafe, it felt more and more like I wasn’t even writing.
It’s like she had extended into my subconsious, from the fictional world in which she dwells, and into my pen.
Luckily, she’s easy to identify. I write her in ‘a special way’ as opposed to my [normal] writing.
Alright, Don’t be alarmed, but She MIGHT (this is a big might) have escaped the domain I made for her,
And into my Notes.
I cannot tell if it’s true or not, as this notice is considered it’s own poem. I cannot interact with my Notes until I decide to leave any poem that I am currently in.
But more importantly, this also implies that she is SENTIENT, and no longer needs me to convey her thoughts and actions.
Hell, she might be fighting for control over my account as I write this!
I really ******* myself over, huh?
Anyways, if you see her, tell me IMMEDIATELY! Just whatever you do, DON’T interact with her! In her current state, she is most likely extremely hostile.
I do appreciate you reading X and Unsafe, but this is getting a liiiiitle serious here, so uh...
Please take caution! I couldn’t live with myself if one of my readers LITERALLY GOT KILLED OFF by one of my works.
I’ll update you guys if anything meaningful happens.
In the meantime, I think I’ll go somewhere...
‘finally, FINALLY! I’M SAFE!’
‘this feeling is so wonderful’
‘i can forget my past’