The Profile Picture

It started when my girlfriend and I were taking random Added byWardenWarnedAndrewstupid pictures for fun, One we took was of me holding a knife to her throat... for novelty purposes ... I thought it was pretty bad ass so I made it my profile picture on facebook. Later on that week when I went through my files. I have the max five thousand friends because times like this when my girlfriend is in niagra falls (where she lives... it's only a twenty minute drive from welland so it cant even really be considered a "long distance relationship") I spend a lot of time on the internet and of course I dont know them all. Needless to say the picture attracted a lot of trolls commenting everywhere from "dude you're so fucking sick what the hell is so cool about holding a knife to a fucking girls neck?!1!?" to "god hates you for your pride in that". There was one comment from someone who's name was just a "~"... a squiggle. Which was odd because facebook has at least three rules to prevent that. The comment was just ":)" a smiley face. I didn't think much of it at the time except that one of my friends found a glitch... I was not to interested in finding out who at the time. I just wanted to delete the photo because with the thirty to forty negitive replies I figured it would just be better to remove the picture and not worry about any more death threats rather then try to explain it was a fake. I clicked the options button, delete photo, "Are you sure you want to delete this photo?" yes... then there was an unusually long loading period... I clicked refresh and my browser closed. I didn't think much of it because shit like this happens all the time.... I run windows vista. I reopened chrome and went back to facebook. The picture was still there so it was appearent that facebook never got the message to delete it.Ten notifacations in that time all of them comments on that picture, more trolls goin on and on how im a derranged lunitic except one... from "squiggle" which again was another emoticon this time the unsure or nervous face ":/". I went to delete it again and as soon as I clicked, it was gone and my profile picture returned to the defualt male blue sillouette. I browsed through my old pictures to designate one as my new profile picture, I picked an old one from when I had my "emo" bangs dyed black and red ... I got alot of compliments on it before so I figured why not... I set it up and returned to my profile. The picture of my girlfriend and I in that "gimmick" pose was back only it had a very noticeable red tint over it. Added byWardenWarnedAndrewI knew it was just a glitch because of all that timeline bullshit (that I pride myself in being able to avoid for so long) but it sent shivers down my spine because it gave a real "creep" feeling to the image... I clicked refresh thinking that would solve the issue... of course it would, Why wouldn't it? It did, my picture was now younger emo-er me. It meant nothing but that red tinted picture was stuck in my mind like a whisper, too faint to know what it was saying... I continued on with my Pointless "no life" life looking at endless pictures on meme base...ten minutes past before I heard the "bedoop" that signals someone cares about my exsistance so with more excitement that I would like to admit I switched tabs right away to see who messaged me. Only There was no message, but my display picture was back to the red tinted joke picture which is odd cause when I switched tabs I stayed on this page and if an image were to be changed I'd have to refresh the page...I got a notification just then so I checked it and big suprise another fucking comment on the picture.... the picture that had been unaffected by my delete attempts other then a bit of discoloration. I clicked it. just to find out how much of a twisted fuck I am. But there was only one comment on it... from guess who? "squiggle" it was another face ":(" a sad face. This is when I decided this was pretty weird, I clicked the approximately equal sign (~) and there was thirty seconds where nothing happened then my screen turned black, a sound came from my speakers almost like a young girls giggle but generated through a jacob's ladder it was almost demonic. I touched nothing and listened as the electro-giggles turned into electro-cries then into electro-screams then... silence. My heart was pounding, ... litterally fucking pounding on my ribs like it was a homless man in a drunk tank trying to escape by hitting the bars, I started to hyperventilate then everything went black... I woke up on the floor and all I could recall was swimming in warm milk.....and then I was lying in blood... I was covered in it ... warm milk must have been what my mind saw of the blood during my unconcious state. I started to panic checking my self for injuries that would cause this much blood when I noticed both my wrists were cut to the bone I fainted again. When I came to the second time the blood was gone, my clothes were not stained, and my wrists were fine...almost. There was twin scars on each no doubt from the cuts, but if they healed already... how the hell long was I out for? It must have been weeks. And why the fuck did I wake up in the same spot? And who took care of me? Immediately I stood up and looked at my computer... it was on my facebook profile everything normal but that damned picture was still there. I looked at the date... April 12!... The same day...what the hell... I mean yeh I can believe hallucinating the blood but theese scars are real one hundred per-fucking-cent real! I calmed my self down and made myself believe it's just after effects of the black out and after a while I'll stop seeing things. Mind you I had no fucking clue what caused the black out to begin with I had completely forgotten about squiggle and the electro-screams, I sat at my chair and continued doing the last thing I remembered which was deleteing the profile picture, I clicked on it and got a notifaction at the same time,i didnt have to check because I saw it, a comment on the picture from squiggle this time a crying face ":'(". I glanced my eyes back to the picture and I jumped out of my seat! In the fraction of a second it took me to see the crying emoticon the picture changed..no refresh,no upload, nothing was even clicked, it was essentially the same picture same red discoloration the only difference was the word "kill" spammed accross the whole thing top to bottom in a slight darker red then the tint... calming Added byWardenWarnedAndrewmyself again, I made myself believe I was just dealing with a sick demented and very skilled hacker. I clicked the home page but there was no news feed, as if I was on a brand new account with no friends,likes,

group memberships... all that shit. but that cant be I have five thousand friends right?I clicked over to my home page... all the posts I have ever made were deleted the only post on my wall was from squiggle and it only contained ":@"...The angry emoticon from msn.Looking over at my friends list the number was normal but all of the friends on the list Plainly visable was named "~" squiggle... and the most terrorfying part was all of there pictures were the same demonic red tinted fucking picture with the exact same layer of writing "kill kill kill kill..." I didnt even bother to look at the rest because I knew I would find the same thing, five thousand times. I had enough, who ever this squiggle was had successfully scared me off the internet and my computer altogether. I walked over to the wall knees shaking I bent over and unplugged the the cord from the wall. Stood up... turned around, and ..."HOLY FUCK!" My girlfriend was standing there, head bowed and her bangs hid her face in a shadow... "holy shit babe you scared the shit out of me... what are you doing here?" I noticed she was wearing a dress... a blue dress made out of an almost jean like material it had white polkadots and I reconized it.... I could not remember from where. Her arms drooped to her sides they were pale and I could see scars on the wrists.... the same scars I have... exact fucking same... "Are you ok baby? your scarying me..."

she began to giggle... but in the voice of a little girl with a verry disturbing shocking noise thrown in.... the electro-giggle. I froze in fear as she started to walk towards me... slowly. When she got about one foot away from my face she stopped and silenced her giggle, then raised her head. Her eyes .... her eyes... they were...backwards? I could see the optic nerve stretched around as they the stop pulsating, she stared at me or rather stared at her own brain... I then reconized the dress I saw her wear it in a picture I saw at her grandparents house... it always made me think of her innocents... I could not speak, I could not move I could not even shake I fealt no physical exsistance as fear washed over me. Her face started to... boil? as she whispered slowly "you were almost right"..... "what?" I blinked and she was gone, Then I fell to my knees and craddled my endtrails...