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Chapter 6

 This is a parallel story to the possessive girl's. It happened that I used to sing softly in my apartment, but a neighbor always came to knock on the door and say I was too loud. Which was not true. I decided to only sing during evenings, not past 8 o'clock. This happened when I lived in the Ghetto, there were Neo-Nazis and some foreigners, refugees and so. The neighbor had two children, a girl and a boy, I think. They were pissed off because of my singing, so maybe they spread a rumor about me being a pedophile in their school. Like cancer, this rumor expanded and went through FB to all parts, at least from Germany and Peru. I don't know why they would do that, maybe It's all my idea, I used to watch videos from Dross Rotzank talking about the deep web and some videos talked about Daisy's destruction, which is a prohibited video. I never looked it up.  I remember going to the deep web one time, after that, when I was in Peru. And I remember my laptop crashed, beca...

Chapter 5

 2014 - Part 2 This year I started my career in TU Dresden. I wouldn't think of anything wrong in this year, but my mistake I guess was to cope with my charming friend and Indonesian friend and start living as roommates. I also knew for first time the girl I think has led me to develop this kind of disease. We used to chill, I met 2 friends from Chile there. We barely had any worries, together with my roommates and the girl, we were hanging out. So the days passed, and I start developing feelings for her, but I was in denial. Until one of my Chilean friends told me that it was notorious that I liked her, and I just couldn't hold it anymore. So he, we will just call him Mr. Blonde, dated a lot of girls, and the other Chilean friend was, I reckon, in love with my her too. So I wouldn't interpose between them, because he had known her before. However, she was always stepping on my feet, and I just couldn't ignore that. Year 2015 came, we went to a party in Leipzig, where I...

Chapter 4

2014 - Part 1 This year I was all alone in Dresden, I had some friends come over some times. Like an Indonesian guy or my friend the 'vampire'. I stayed the rest of the summer in Germany after a short return to my country in February. I had some photos to remind me of this treasure moments, but I lost them went I deleted my account in social media. Furthermore, I was, in fact, enjoying independence. So I started working as a cleaning service guy, in recommendation from my charming friend who was moving to Dresden with me. We both speak Spanish, so we went along together.  I went to a festival, because I earned like 500 euros and I could so. I went with my Indonesian friend, there he told me I had to bring a sleeping bag, and so I believed him. But as we were in Switzerland, I realized we needed a tent to sleep in the festival, and he was trying to locate some French friends who were also camping there. I didn't expect to be smoking weed after that day, but he rolled a joint...

Chapter 3

 My life in Germany began when all my family traveled there in 2012. I was 17 years old, everything was new, and I was open to explore everything. Perhaps, that's the reason I am in this condition in the first place. I entered a German class in Berlin, where I learned until C1. I made a lot of new friends and acquaintances, from all the nationalities. Korean, Russian, Ukrainian, Indonesian, Mexican, Argentinian, even from Chile. I just didn't have too much contact with the German people at that time, I was living like a foreigner in a foreign land. Days I spent walking around the woods, going to the lake or in German classes. Nights I went out, but I was still under aged so I couldn't go too many places. I remember on my birthday I met a red head girl in a pub, I was finally 18, and I danced with her. I told her it was my birthday, my brother wanted to do her as well, but anyway when she asked me how old I was I said 18, I thought she was going to freak out, but she smiled....

Chapter 2

  Year 2011 Taking into consideration that I was depressed, but I was too afraid to tell anyone about what had happened and how I felt (I just told one friend, who was my best friend at that time), I went to college the next year, I made a lot of friends. Sometimes I couldn’t hide my feelings for some girls and just cried at night. Remembering the girl that hurt me. I was traumatized. But that wasn’t going to stop me being happy and successful, we haven’t arrived at that point of the story yet. I decided to study mining engineering at a local University near my area. I entered without problems and had to study hard, the time went too fast, because I was for the first time enjoying my life. Some of the friends I had and I, used to play billiards and video games like Counter Strike and Dota, at the time it was still Warcraft 3: The Frozen Throne. The first semester went by, I still get in touch with friends of this epoque. The days were passing very steady, I used to ride the...

Chapter 1

 All right, let's begin this story with my trip to Germany, but just right before I'm going to tell you why I fall in depression because of a girl I liked. It was year 2010, I was in high school, just 15 years old. It was my senior year and one girl from another class came and joined the class by her will. She just stared at me because, I think, she liked me or because I was the person next to the window in the first row. However, I had some feelings for her but not yet liked her or anything, just like curiosity. She had long brown and curly hair, she sat next to me, then it was a silence for most of the time. I just remember that next day, the jerk of the class came to sit right by her side. They came along well, so I just thought I had missed my chance and never looked forward to it. Then this hell of a nightmare started, the group of my class went to a benefit concert because of our CAS (creativity, action and service). We were doing the baccalaureate program, so yeah I had ...

Introduction

 This is going to be probably the most paranoid and hard to understand conspiracy against my own. But I think I should share this with you, I just need to get it out of my chest. This is not something I have invented, nor I wanted to fall into, this is reality for me, it's going to be a long story that takes around 12 years since I went to Germany in the first place. All the paranoia from people on Reddit, I have had them too, I need to understand what's happening to me, and I think sharing this with the world should be enough to give you an idea what I'm passing through. SPOILER: I have been diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia for believing in this conspiracy. If you want to keep on reading, go ahead, I'm not stopping you. Only your eyes are stopping you from reading what I'm going to tell you in the next chapter. This is going to be autobiographical exposure of my life, nobody else knows it in detail as I know, and I am going to tell you right now what is happen...