#sacry

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When you watch your favorite YouTubers, mine are @markiplier and @therealjacksepticeye, most of the time you will get so into what they are doing that you wish they were right there with you. No, no one visited me at my house, though that would be cool. It sounds crazy I know, but after this incident, I will never be able to look at some of my favorite alter egos the same way ever again.

It all started almost a year ago, and it has gotten weirder ever since. It was the week of our standardized testing, the week that everyone hates. I was a quiet kid and I didn’t have many friends at the time. However, there was this one girl that was always super nice to me. She just happened to be sitting at the same table as me the day of the tests. We had started talking before class and it was instantly the start of a new friendship, and the beginning of “the reverse incident”.

After that day of testing, we began to talk during what little time we had left of class. Somehow, we got into the conversation of YouTubers. One girl said she liked Shane Dawson, another said PewDiePie, and the girl (I’ll call her Soph) said Jacksepticeye. Now, at the time I wasn’t into Jack as much as I was now, so my favorite YouTuber was Markiplier. For some weird reason, I felt ashamed. Maybe it was because I thought his cursing would offend people (boy did I have the mind of an angel). So, I kept quiet. Eventually, Soph convinced the to write it down. 

A little bit of backstory before we continue. Not only was I a bit of a skeptic and a mini theorist, I also loved to secretly brag about knowing all different kinds of codes and ciphers. So, because I wanted to show off for her (I am a girl so it was to prove that I was worthy of her friendship), I wrote the word “Markiplier” but in something called Da Vinci Code (which is basically writing something upside down and backwards so that it can be read properly in a mirror. Surprisingly, I can write it really easily). 

I wrote it down on a green sticky note and folded it in half. This is important so remember this. Also, I didn’t own any green sticky notes at the time. I just used one of hers. When I gave it to her, she thought it was cool that I liked Mark and that I wrote it in a cool code. When we left class, I threw it in the bin. When I got home, my mom told me to clean my room. I slowly got up from my chair and started to clean off my dresser. At the time, I had a small hand mirror on one side of my dresser and a HUGE one hanging on the wall behind it. When I dug my hand into a pile of clothes, if felt something dull brush up against my fingers. I put the clothes down and a small green piece of paper fell out. It was a little green sticky note folded up into an extremely small square. When I opened it up, there it was. Markiplier written on the sticky note in Da Vinci Code...in my handwriting.

  At first, I just took it as kind of weird. But, I brushed it off. The whole rest of the day I noticed I had weird behavior. I was suddenly watching more Jack than Mark and I started thinking about a game I liked that I hadn’t thought about in years. The thing is, I do everything for a reason. It’s not like me to suddenly switch from one thing to the next without reason and I don’t really think about old games that often. So, that set off a bit of an alarm. As I was lying in bed, for some weird reason I though about pH levels. It was weird for me because at the time, I wasn’t into Science.

The next day...well...it was weird. Weird isn’t even good enough to describe it. Towards the last period of school, my LA teacher walked in with a new haircut. However, that haircut was a haircut EXTREMELY similar to Jack’s. I first shrugged it off, thinking it was a coincidence. When we got our tests, I suddenly sneezed for no reason. The next word I saw on my test was “sneeze”. Again, I brushed it off as just another odd coincidence. Then...there was a question about pH levels. I was a bit more shocked at this one, but I still brushed it off. When I got out of school, I got a notification on my phone that Jack had uploaded. When I clicked on the video, I almost dropped my phone. The game was the exact same style from that game I hadn’t thought about in a long time.

When I got home, I grabbed the sticky note. What unsettled me about it was that from the position it was within the stack of clothes, it would have been right next to my mirror...like someone from the mirror put it there. Now I know I sound crazy, I’m a skeptic myself, but this was too complex for me. Also, the fact that the complete opposite of Mark is his alter ego Dark kinda had me thinking that somehow a dark version really exists. But they don’t....right? They are just Mark and Jack acting.... Let’s just say I look at Dark differently now.

As the months progressed, it became less frequent, but more important. I predicted breakups before they were even hinted. I predicted when certain egos would show up and how they would act. I once...predicted...let’s just say a very serious hate crime. 

The thing is...the predictions can come at anytime and in the form of anything. Whatever I read, write, think, do, or say are all places where I get predictions. They don’t feel like predictions either....they just happen.

The most recent thing that has happened that I think is a prediction is my timeline. This is not to brag about my theory...but somethings are just adding up and portions of it are being proven time and time again. Anti1? He won a battle. A battle between another ego. Chase? I can’t count the number of times that has been proven. This is another thing that I predicted that wasn’t on my timeline. I predicted that when Anti came back, he would not be as violent but creepier. With 2019 approaching fast, I am tracking my thoughts and watching what I read.