This is a little story i wrote to read along to whilst listening to the video You find yourself standing alone in an abandoned house, its decaying walls cloaked in shadows. The air hangs heavy with a musty scent, mingled with a hint of rot. Your footsteps echo through the empty hallways, each creaking floorboard a reminder of the silence that envelops the place. As you explore the desolate rooms, a chilling breeze brushes against your skin, raising goosebumps along your arms. The flickering candlelight casts eerie shapes on the peeling wallpaper, as if the house itself is alive, whispering secrets that were meant to be forgotten. A melancholic nostalgia tugs at your heartstrings, a longing for a time that once was. The remnants of a family's life lie scattered: a shattered photograph, a child's toy, a faded letter. Each artifact carries the weight of lost memories, reminding you of the fragility of happiness and the inevitability of time's passage. You hear a soft sigh, barely audible yet enough to send a chill down your spine. Your breath catches in your throat as the atmosphere thickens with an unspoken presence. The silence stretches, punctuated only by the distant hoot of an owl, as if the house itself holds its breath. Footsteps echo from the upper floors, growing louder with each passing moment. Panic rises within you, but an unexplainable force compels you to follow the sound, drawn deeper into the heart of the darkness that resides within these walls. As you ascend the dilapidated staircase, a portrait catches your eye. It depicts a family, frozen in time, their smiles a haunting contrast to the empty house that surrounds you. Their eyes seem to follow your every move, as if they long for release from the confines of the frame. A door creaks open, its rusty hinges protesting with a sound that pierces through the silence. Your heart pounds, threatening to burst from your chest, as you step into the room beyond. It's a nursery, a place once filled with laughter and innocence, now transformed into a chilling echo of the past. A lullaby drifts through the air, a mournful melody that wraps around your senses. You search for its source, eyes darting across the dimly lit room, until they land on a weathered music box. It spins, its haunting tune a reminder of forgotten dreams and the brevity of childhood joys. In the corner of the room, a faint figure materializes. It's a specter, a ghostly child with hollow eyes and an ethereal aura. Their presence tugs at your heart, filling you with a profound sadness. They reach out, as if seeking solace, their translucent hand passing through your own. The ghostly child fades, leaving you standing alone, the weight of their sorrow lingering within your soul. As you exit the abandoned house, its walls crumbling behind you, you can't help but carry a piece of its melancholy with you. The memory of that haunting encounter etches itself deep into your being, a reminder of the ephemeral nature of life and the enduring power of the past.
feels like Atomic war broke out imagine just watching TV and then seeing this: "we are getting confirmed Atomic Bomb Reports all around the world wait whats that NOO-" and everything just "eradicates"
we all will die one day. we die alone, afraid, and most importantly, anxious. you begin to think about what you did wrong, how life was back then, with no worries, with freedom. but this is where the pages turn blank. you wished to die at atleast 80, but death became impatient. cherish your loved ones, while you still can enjoy your freedom, while you still can. live.
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Your all alone. You Sneeze in your room... And seconds later you hear a familiar voice.... say God Bless You!..... you sit in silence knowing someone or something is in your house.
After a while it would make we want to rip my ears out, not because the song is bad but purely because its all i could ever hear compared to the jam packed bustling streets of the world i used to know, that are forever gone. The world where i used to hate being waken up early in the morning to a noise of my neighbor mowing their lawn... now in this decrepit world desperately pleading for it.
Dear person whoever reads this, Hey, you, yes, I am talking right to you. I hope you will see yourself with the eyes I see you one day, because I can tell you have some awesome music taste :) You’re such a beautiful human being and worth and enough. I hope you know that you do only need yourself to be happy, I know society build up the standard that whenever you’re alone you’re not living a happy live. But in fact that is not true, if you start to realize that you actually deserve all the good things happening to you, you will treat yourself a lot nicer. I hope you let yourself rest, don’t beat yourself up over past mistakes, over regret, and over everything your mind wants to destroy you. I wish I could remove all those demons inside of your head because you deserve to feel happy. If you ever feel lonely then watch the sky, because you know, someone, at the same time is watching the sky too, maybe feeling the same way..I am glad you exist and I hope you won’t ever remove your own spot in this world, maybe you don’t feel like you belong here but, Angel, then build your home here. I don’t want you to leave this world unhappy. I want you to live every little second, I want you to feel alive, I don’t want you to see yourself just existing. You deserve it. Whatever happened, it’s not your fault, the demons in your head recognize that you have a beautiful heart, they want to take it because they have never seen such beautiful heart as yours, so why let them win over you? . You’re not selfish for isolating yourself, but you deserve to talk to someone. If you’re reading this than please never forget to breath and smile. Don’t live up to other standards! It’s your story and not theirs. Life for those who couldn’t, smile for those who forgot what a genuine smile is, love like there’s no other, hug like its your last one. I love you and send you hugs. You’re so strong, you’re still here, and I am proud of you. YOU ARE NOT USELESS. READ THAT AGAIN. YOU ARE WORTH IT. READ THAT AGAIN. YOU ARE LOVED. READ THAT AGAIN. I AM GLAD YOU EXIST. READ THAT AGAIN. YOU ARE NOT A PROBLEM. YOU ARE HUMAN AND YOUR FEELINGS ARE VALID. READ THAT AGAIN. YOU ARE NOT BEING DRAMATIC. You’re not a burden to anyone, don’t be afraid to talk, to use your voice. You’re beautiful inside out. Your body is beautiful the way it is. Please don’t starve yourself. Please eat, I know it’s hard but you deserve food. You deserve to eat and drink. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. READ THAT AGAIN. I WISH I COULD HUGH YOU RIGHT NOW, SO A VIRTUAL HUG WILL DO. It hurts me to see you’re in pain :( you deserve so much man, don’t let your emotions control you. Don’t let them get the best of you. I love u I love u I love u I love u I love u please don’t go. I am sorry that no one is hearing you, I am sorry no one is noticing that you have lost yourself. I wish I could take your pain away, it hurts me to see the pain in your eyes. I love you trough my words and I mean it. I just want you to stay, hold on a little longer okay? Please? For me.?? I hope you have an awesome day/ morning/ evening/ night. If it’s night for you, go to sleep, I know it’s hard to fall asleep right now but you deserve a good sleep. If you have nightmares, please, don’t let them fight you. If it’s day for you, don’t start it by such sad music, I know it’s impossible to have a good day with such mindset but take baby steps, start by drinking two cups of water in the morning and so on.. You will start building little healthy habits. If it’s evening for you, you’re probably overwhelmed and stressed, I want you to know it’s okay to feel the way you feel. You don’t need to be scared, of course you’re overwhelmed or stressed, I mean who wouldn’t? But it’s important to know that when you feel that way you should do a little self care, such as taking a bath for example? You deserve to feel at ease and relaxed. And if you are somewhere in between I hope you know that you’re stronger than you think, I know you will make it :) Now wipe those tears away and smile for me, you really don’t know much a smile can brighten someone’s day, do you? I hope one day yours will become a genuine one where you don’t need to fake it anymore, because I can’t say this enough, you deserve a good smile and to feel alive. You’re worth more than every fucking cent in this world. Remember crying is not weakness, let it out as much as you can but don’t let the emotion control you by giving up. It’s okay, you’re here, you’re safe, you can let it out. Did anyone asked you, how you are feeling today? If not, how are you really? I don’t think you’re doing good, but you will feel good at one point. Don’t give yourself up. I am sorry you feel misunderstood. But anyone who gets to be with you, doesn’t know how fucking lucky he/ she/ they is :). Enough with beating up yourself for today, okay?! - The stranger that cares about you more than anything. I hope this is enough for you to stay today, tomorrow will be a new day, a new start, let go now. I hope you can stay. This is your sign to stay and treat yourself with love, you deserve it. And in case no one told you today, again, I am so proud of you. I hope you will remember my words :) Until tomorrow, my friend :) Edit: im really proud of you for findng your happiness here, i also ove you so much even if i dont know you , i still care for you an your feelings. until next time bestie
Thank you so much for lifting me back up again your words gave me hope and I geniunely wish you stay happy with your life too you deserve so much love for spreading these words and I hope you find the right people in your life and I will remember your words when Im feeling down and I hope you enjoy the rest of your days because you deserve it love you so much 😄😇
Oh my gosh. You are so sweet. I've been going through a rough time recently in which everything kinda seems to be exclusively getting worse, but this comment means a lot to me. I'm taking it as a sign that maybe things will start to go uphill from here. I wish I was awake enough to come up with an equally elaborate response, but this will have to do for now: Thank you so much. I hope you're doing well wherever you are. You just made a stranger online a little happier -- at least for the moment -- and that person is NOT going to take it for granted. So yeah, thank you. I can tell that you're an absolutely beautiful human being. Keep being awesome. :3
When you realize your loved ones have passed away a long time ago and you see them knocking on your door and calling you and then they start banging the door and screaming your name to open the door knowing they are dead and you remember the news said something about a mimic roaming the woods and you live next to the woods and you know this is your end...
@@user-bl3dk2fj3g according to Darien Mimic's can only repeat words that have flat sounds. they can't speak or repeat full blown sentences but they can repeat (mimic) flat words and small phrases.
Thank you for all the support. This is genuinely overwhelming. I just made this channel in the first place for me and my friends to have a laugh. But now I can (hopefully) pass that joy onto other people. Thank you for 235 (2.9k) views. - Dot.
"im scared! let me out. Please!" the child yells. you cover your ears as the whines and pleads becomes deafeaning, impossible to tune out. "Papa please! I cant breathe!" *The screams and yells slowly fade. as you slowly drop the flowers on your sons grave, your slowly losing your Sanity. you keep hearing voices. you miss your son. you miss the good times, coping with this isnt easy. coping with the loss of your child.. remembering the sounds of his pleads whenever you visit his grave.. but hes dead now. and its all your Fault.
This song reminded me the time one of my toys moved it's eyes quickly I used to play with Barbie when i was 5 because i thought they were okay till i figured out dolls could be possessed oh boy did i chuck it into the garbage and now i have a wonderful fear of dolls so thanks for this song reminding me about that
heres a story The old man sat on the bench, staring out at the empty park. It was a beautiful day, but he didn't seem to notice. His eyes were filled with sadness, and his shoulders were slumped. He had been coming to this park every day for the past year, ever since his wife died. They had spent many happy hours here together, walking hand-in-hand, feeding the ducks, and just enjoying each other's company. But now she was gone, and the park was just a reminder of all that he had lost. He missed her so much, and he didn't know how he was going to go on without her. He sighed and stood up. He knew he should go home, but he didn't want to leave. He wanted to stay here, where he could still feel her presence. He took a few steps, then stopped. He saw a little girl playing on the swings, and she reminded him of his own daughter. She was about the same age that his daughter had been when she died. The old man smiled sadly. He remembered how much his daughter had loved to play on the swings. He would often push her, and they would laugh and talk together. He watched the little girl for a few minutes, then turned and walked away. He knew that he would never forget his wife or his daughter, but he also knew that he had to keep living. He had to find a way to go on, even though it was hard. As he walked, he thought about all the things he had been through in his life. He had seen a lot of sadness, but he had also seen a lot of joy. He had experienced love and loss, happiness and sorrow. He realized that life was a mix of both good and bad, and that it was important to appreciate both. He also realized that he was not alone in his sadness. There were many other people who had lost loved ones, and they were all trying to find a way to go on. The old man took a deep breath and smiled. He knew that he would never forget his wife or his daughter, but he also knew that he would be okay. He would find a way to go on, and he would find happiness again. He walked home, feeling a little bit lighter. He knew that it would take time, but he would eventually heal. And he would never forget the love that he had shared with his wife and daughter.
small story :> one day you decided to go to your old home, where all of your childhood memories took place. the second you step in you feel a shiver down your spine, you decided to go to your mom and dad's room, where most of those memories took place. you step on the cracked floor. each step echoing, you feel like you're being watched, almost like you're on a stage, performing. then you finally travel to the room, a star placed on the ground. you run. and run. but it seems to never end. you cry while you run tears falling off your face like you just got done showering. and you wonder, when it's gonna end. suddenly, you feel the need for air, you try to breathe but you can't. your vision starts to fade, making it your last moments of your life.
When was it the last time we played with toys? When was it the last time you hungout with ur freind and played in the sunny weather with birds tweeting in the background? Do you wake up and its early and u feel nostalgic and ur chest feels weird? Life is limited and the only best days were the days where you was young😕
"(I was) filled with déjà vu, I knew i'd been here before." "It felt like I had always been there." "An incredibly strong feeling of déjà vu, but more than just a feeling... an absolute knowledge of knowing this all before. Of having been this forever, and just now realising it again."
@@GgGg-h9z8h In 1947, a couple of aliens flew to Earth in a silver saucer-shaped craft. After closely observing mankind, they shit themselves laughing and crashed into the desert in Roswell, New Mexico. The US Army found the shit covered craft, conducted an investigation, deduced what happened and out of embarressment told the public it was a weather balloon.
I know I’ll be alone forever but I still try to hold on to hope but, listening to this, it burns that hope, sinking deeper into loneliness. And when your a guy your just supposed to hold every thing in, show a little amount of sadness your called weak for some reason, I’m not sure how long I can hold on to hope.
You find yourself walking along a vibrant, sunlit street, filled with bustling activity. Laughter and cheerful chatter fill the air, creating an atmosphere of joy and excitement. The world seems alive with possibilities as you navigate through the crowd, a smile playing on your lips. Amidst the vivacity, a stranger catches your eye. Their gaze meets yours, and an unspoken connection forms. A shy smile tugs at the corners of their lips, and your heart flutters with a mix of anticipation and nervousness. It's as if destiny has intervened, intertwining your paths in this moment. Together, you embark on a leisurely stroll through a nearby park. The vibrant colors of blooming flowers delight your senses, and the gentle breeze carries a sweet fragrance. The conversation flows effortlessly, punctuated by shared laughter and meaningful glances. But beneath the surface, there is a subtle unease. Words sometimes falter, leaving brief lapses of silence that hang heavy in the air. The connection you felt initially is marred by an undercurrent of awkwardness and discomfort. It's as if a shadow has fallen over the promising encounter, casting doubt upon the enchantment of the moment. As you wander deeper into the park, the scenery transforms. The once-lively foliage takes on a melancholic hue, as if mourning the loss of summer's vibrancy. The sun's warm embrace weakens, and a cold chill slithers down your spine. The sense of unease intensifies, a gnawing feeling that something is amiss. Your footsteps grow tentative, as if uncertain of their purpose. The park's beauty becomes tinged with an eerie stillness, broken only by distant rustling leaves and the occasional hushed whisper of the wind. The enchantment that drew you together now feels tinged with a sense of foreboding. The stranger's eyes, once filled with warmth, now carry a distant gaze. Their smiles appear forced, lacking the genuine joy that initially captivated you. An unspoken question lingers between you, yet neither dares to address it, fearing the unraveling of the fragile connection. As the sun dips below the horizon, casting long, haunting shadows, you part ways. The awkwardness that permeated your time together lingers, casting a bittersweet cloud over what could have been. It's as if the universe conspired to bring you together only to remind you of the ephemeral nature of human connections. With a heavy heart, you walk away, the discomfort and unease trailing behind you. The memory of that brief encounter, filled with both happiness and sorrow, becomes a poignant reminder of the fragile dance of human interaction. And as you continue your journey, you carry the weight of that awkwardness, forever questioning the fleeting nature of meaningful connections.
story time... As you walk down the hall for the last time in forever you get to your class to realize this is the last time you will be in this class room forever forgotten. After school ended it looks as if it was abandon , nothing to be seen. As the lights turn off and everybody leaves you go inside without anybody knowing. You walk down the hall again but it seems more off because as you walk thourgh it gets more darker and darker. But once you walked back to the doors to leave........ YOU. ARE. LOCKED. IN. You start to panick you wonder why did i do this im locked in i cant get out. BACK AT HOME Your mom and dad are freaking out they called police and everything. They tried to find you but had no chance your parents cried for hours trying to look for you. BACK AT THE SCHOOL You are crying so loud yelling "HELP ME IM STUCK" while tears run down your face. you have no chance to get you untill the next school year.... MONTHS LATER The schools princaple found you and sent you home as you walk home you see something in the middle of the yard.... FOR SALE CALL 765-****-*****-***** THIS CANT BE HAPPENING AFTER MONTHS YOU HAD NO FOOD NO WATER NOTHING AND THEY MOVE ON YOU...!? Part 2 at 10 likes
nah it seems like a off setting it feels like there's a gas station and it's snowing but you see something it's a person but you can't see anything else about the person and your going to grab something from the gas station but there's a risk and you can go back to your car without a risk
You wake up in your bed, and your room looks the same as it did last night. Messy, organized, clean, dirty, however it did for you. You wake up and leave your room only to find that the rest of your house is in ashes and no one is there. You walk out of your burnt down house, only to find that everything else along with the world itself BESIDES YOUR ROOM was burnt to ashes and everyone had turned into dust, one way or another. You are the only one left on the planet. You never got to say goodnight to your loved ones because they were out partying. All you have is your devices inside your rooms to play with absolutely no one ever. your device's apps are still, and no one is left to tell you goodbye. You were forgotten by the world in a way that everyone forgot to let you go themselves.
music that plays when the little basement critter escapes (it is now hidden inside your home and the moment you put your guard down it will attack and kill you. If you leave you have no guarantee that it isn’t waiting in the back of the car or has concealed itself within a backpack. It could be anywhere in your proximity and you will never know until it’s a little too late.)
"Memories are staying forever until you forget the source." "The memories are always waiting to be unforgotten." "Abondened places were once a place where people visited/stayed but now its just a memory." (the third one gave me chills)
This is just my honest opinion of why people changed so much, i dont feel that the world is safe anymore... it feels like you cant bring back time of where you actually enjoyed your last moments.
when your crush is your bestfriend while she was single. But later she found a boyfriend and she slowly drifts away from you... and you cant do nothing about it.
This song also make me remember of the moment when I saw my dog being hurt by a car and in know it was to late because all of her legs was broken I even realize the pain that could also happens to a person…
when you see the abandoned minecraft server have players in it...that server was last online 2 years ago...none of your friends had acces to it except for one who already lost cantact with everyone...you join to see everyone playing and laughing in calls in discord....and you wake up realising it was all just a dream or hallucination.
This mimics the feeling that you get when you see some thing in the corner of your eye and realize that its been following you the whole time. It also mimics the feeling of a humanoid just standing in a corner of your bedroom only to turn on the lights and look back but see nothing
When you realize the voices in you head wasn't your mind going crazy or playing tricks on you, but the haunted souls of the ones you have killed. Always there, they never leave. Youve been admitted to an insane asylum. Everyone thinks you're insane. Until they here the voices too.
...its been a long day, you go and take off your coat and hang it on the coat hanger, you walk up to your room. as soon as you got to your room you jumped into your bed, getting comfy... but then you catch a glimpse from the side of your eye.. it was a shadowy long figure, once you looked straight at it, it dissapeared?!.. "what was that-?...." you say, scared. you hide under your covers praying that your alone, you slowly drift off into sleep. once your in your dream you look around its like your in a abandoned kids playhouse/indoor playground, there were 2 things, they werent human.. but they seemed...... friendly?.. you slowly muster up the courage to go talk to them, you walk up to them, you ask a question "where am i?.." one of them answers "your in the place of endless enjoyment and joy!" you start feeling uneasy, you start talking again. "okay, why do you guys look like that, what are you guys?..." you tremble as yousay that you voice shaky. the other one stares at you and responds, "im miche, they're cyanide or just cyan, and also dont be scared i notice you shaking in fear. we aren't hostile, but be careful they are." you think for a bit before asking "who are they?" you ask the fearness dying down but not completely rather curiosity sinks into your feelings "you dont wanna know'' you sigh, fearness coming back. " can i get a tour i dont know this place" you ask (PT 1 AT 10 LIKES [sorry im just lazy to finish]])
This gives, mmmh, the *ORIGINAL* Backrooms vibes. (What I mean by "Original" is that people have ruined backrooms now, characters from childish horror games- even though they have a dark lore- such as that one blue tall thingy from poppy playtime do absolutely *NOT* fit into Backrooms.)
When your turn 80 your grandson asks: -Gampa' what was your life all about?? -well grandson i uh i uhhh And then you start realizing you didn't do anything in your life, its all about sleeping eating and repeating, no experience, nothing. felling off depression settles in your heart as you drop to the floor dead. That was the end off it, and you did nothing. There is no tomorrow, there is present, do it now to your own liking, don't model around others do what you feel like so you can tell your grandson what life is about. Its all about you.
idk why but this makes me really depressed it brings bad memories [because ive lost 5 people in my life my 2 uncles my grandpa my friend 2019 and my aunt]