1 - My Life Just Flipped

They keep telling me I’ve got to stay quiet. Don’t tell anyone. It’s “important”. Like I don’t get a vote.

I haven’t even seen my mates. Haven’t seen my girlfriend. I’ve not gone into work either — I had to phone in sick and just… make something up. And the whole time it’s the same thing: keep it quiet, keep it quiet. I’m “at risk”, they’re “at risk”, the plan’s at risk — whatever the plan even is. No one actually explains anything. Just pressure.

They’ve even taken my Xbox, yeah. Like I’m gonna hop on mic, lose my head and blurt it all out in a party chat. So I’m basically cut off.

Except… they don’t know about this laptop.

And it’s been building. Proper building. Sitting in my chest like a weight. I can’t hold it anymore — I need to get it out. I need to tell someone what’s going on, even if it’s only like this. So this blog is it. This is the only way.

It took me ages to get this site up as well. If you’ve been on here before and it said “under construction”, sorry. It’s been about ten days of messing about, problems nonstop. But it’s live now. And yeah — I get the implications. I do. I just still can’t get my head round everything that’s happened.

So this is the first post. It’s just background. I’m changing names, alright, so no one can clock who we are. And honestly… I might’ve played against you before. I’m on FIFA loads. Don’t judge me.

Right. I’m rambling. Let’s just do it.

My name’s Callum. I’m 19. I live with my uncle, Edwin. I’ve always been into gaming — always. Same with all my mates. I work as a print apprentice… well, I did. I haven’t been in for ten days.

I’m meant to be going back tomorrow.

And I know what that means. Keep my mouth shut. Act normal. Pretend nothing’s changed. That’s gonna be hard, because they’re going to notice. I feel different. But I’ve been “off sick”, so maybe I can play it like that.

Anyway. That’s the basics.

Next post is where it actually starts.

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