text: I know it sounds silly, I know it sounds stupid and you are probably wondering, "Man, what the fuck is wrong with you?" But you HAVE to listen to my side of the story. So, please make judgements after you hear what I say. I have been not been able to sleep for four nights now and my blood is rushing so hard and fast through my veins, my heart is beating so rapidly that I feel like if I don't explain myself to anyone, I would do something terrible again. So, here I am, writing this down to a bunch of complete strangers, to let this burden off my chest and to also gain some advice to help myself out. So, I have been an avid anime fan since I was a literal child. Anime gives me a sense of reality, like there's a 2D world out there, much more fun, happy and pleasant to be in. Ofcourse I am not talking about the thriller/horror animes because then there wouldn't be much difference between my fantasy reality and real reality. Why? Because even my mother killed my whole family (unfortunately I turned out to be alive) and that would make for a great horror storyline. Growing up, I got bullied for multiple reasons. Be it my mother being a murderer, or for being poor, or for having a feminine voice, or even a short and skeleton-y body etc. But the thing which hurt me the most was when they targeted my anime loving self. They told me I was a 'fucking weirdo' for getting happiness from a bunch of 2D characters, that I was just like my mother who was detached from reality. My low self esteem never allowed me to fight back. Instead, I quit watching anime. Maybe, I was weird, maybe I would turn into my mother later. So, I kept quiet and tried to endure everything as much as possible. Tried to get good marks, a good job and just live my life in peace and solitude. Everything was going good until I met my girlfriend six months ago. She was a beautiful woman, someone that I definitely don't deserve. Always felt inferior, always felt like she would leave me one day but she took away all my worries. The most humble, pure soul I have ever met. So needless to say, I was in a happy relationship for quite some time. Until, she started behaving in a really weird manner. Everything about her...seemed peculiar. The way she would stop speaking mid sentence and just stare at me with a blank face and a flimsy, dreamy smile reaching her ears and then abruptly go back to speaking really irked me. The way she would stare wide eyed at the ceiling at night and then snap her head at my direction scared me. The way her arms would tightly wrap themselves around my chest to the point I almost couldn't breath... terrified me. But I was scared to lose her. After a long time, I had found happiness. And maybe it were just a bunch of weird habits she had. Who knows? So, I overlooked those. And the stress from constantly ignoring something that was making me uncomfortable made me start something I had left a long time ago i.e watching anime. In retrospect, it was where all the hell broke loose. The first anime which I had started watching after a long time had eerie similarities with my life. My girlfriend started acting more weird. I started getting nightmares about my mom killing me. I couldn't work properly so I got fired. And I got super emotionally invested in that anime. Every night I felt unsafe sleeping beside my girlfriend. I would feel her nails across my chest, scratching my chest so hard that blood would splatter across the bedsheet. I felt like something was seriously wrong with her and if I don't do something, she would do the job which my mom had failed to do. But as I said, I was a coward. So, I kept watching the anime and the similarity of the plot line to my life of the anime shook me to my core. The lines between reality and fiction blurred. I felt like I was the boy on the screen, anxious and terrified that his girlfriend was going to kill him. It was as if the anime was showing my future. One night, my girlfriend sat beside me. She had the same hollow smile on her face and her black beady eyes stared at the screen of my laptop. "Babe, are you watching an anime?" She asked, digging her eyes into mine. "Yes." I nodded, trying to keep my eyes away from hers and glued to my screen. "You said you wouldn't watch these things ever again." "Yes, but I am stressed out and I need an outlet." I responded. "This anime is boring anyways." She smirked, her eyes filled with pure malice. "The girlfriend kills him." My heart dropped, my hands growing cold. I slowly turned my head towards her and the look in her eyes, send chills down my spine. So cold, so unlike the woman I fell in love with. I saw her hands behind her back, slowly coming to the front and towards me. A metallic glint. I had to react fast. So I grabbed my laptop and repeatedly bashed her head till her head was nothing but chunks of fleshes and bones on the ground. But for some weird reason, while I was smashing her head, her screams sounded absolutely terrified. Probably, I even heard her say, "Babe! Why are you doing this? What is wrong with you?" But I had to. So I killed her and hid her rest of the body under my bed. But the most peculiar thing out of all is that, when I searched for the second season of the anime, nothing came up. In fact, the anime doesn't even exist. Right now I am very confused. I need help. How do I get my girlfriend's rotting body to stop smelling so bad? I can't sleep because of the pungent smell filling up the air. No matter what I do, it doesn't go away. I wonder what my mom had done with her murderous shenanigans. Or wait, what I had done in the past, to blame the murders on my mother. How did I do it? I can't remember. I just remember that nobody questioned it for some reason, like why did my mother suddenly disappear after the murders? Why was I all bloody or the only one alive when my mother had killed eveyone in the room? Or why I was constantly referring to knowing the future because I had seen an anime telling me about my mom's murders? I don't know. As I said, anime is reality for me. So I hope you understand my point of view and why I had to do what I had to. For now, my girlfriend's dead body is kept beside my mom's dead body, under my bed and I hope I get rid of her rotten dead smell too, just like I had done with my mother's dead body, years ago.