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(Translated and arranged by Saya)
(Foreword from Saya: This story is NOT cursed although it has the word "curse" in the title. So please rest assured that you will be safe reading it π⭐)
Last summer, I went on a trip with my friend A and other four friends.
During the day, we went hiking or fishing, and at night, we barbecued and played with sparklers.
It was just a fun, ordinary sort of trip.
My friend A took so many pictures during the trip with his digital camera.
We stayed at a mountain hotel.
Around midnight, when we were getting sleepy, A told us that his camera's memory was nearly full and it could only take one more picture; so he made us line up side by side, and took a group photo of all six of us together using a timer.
We all had accounts on a social media similar to mixi (Note: a Japanese social media where each person can write a blog and join various communities) and it was our main place for communication.
We were sharing our memories of the trip on there, by posting dairy entries and leaving comments on them.
And then someone remembered about the group photo we took, and wanted to ask A to share it with us.
As A hadn't logged in for the past few days, I took on the task of sending him a message.
"Send us that group photo of us we took at the end of our trip!"
Next day, a reply came from A:
"Oh that one... That one didn't come out so well. You wouldn't like it if you saw it."
"I don't mind if it isn't so good. Send it to us anyway."
About ten hours later, I logged in again to see a new messages from A with a photo attached to it.
The message said that A had already sent it to everyone else.
I took a look at the photo.
The six of us stood in line by a window.
The window was so large that it almost reached floor to ceiling.
It was pitch dark outside and the glass reflected the interior of the room very clearly.
But something was wrong.
We were standing with our backs to the window.
So, naturally, it followed that our backs and the back of our heads were reflected in the window.
But the part of the window behind one girl, called B, wasn't reflecting anything.
Just pure darkness of night spread behind her.
The overall quality of the photo was good though.
A had lied to me.
He probably didn't want to show the photo to us, due to having noticed the abnormality of the window behind B.
"What!? This picture is edited! Don't give me a scare like that!"
B posted a diary entry.
B was at first surprised to see that there was only darkness behind her, but when she looked at it more carefully, she noticed the colour of the window looked unnatural.
She realised that A had deleted B's reflection on purpose by using a photo editing software.
"I can't believe A did this to me! He did a really good job scaring me!"
B died the next day.
She went to a faraway train station she had never been to, and jumped in front of a train.
A sent me another photo.
It was the unedited version of the same group photo.
There was a reflection of B's back in the window --- but numerous white faces floated all around it.
"It seems like you can remove an image, but the curse of a spirit can never be removed."
A said in the message.
"I didn't believe in the existence of a curse --- at first.
I was afraid it would make B feel uncomfortable if she saw it, so I removed it.
I figured it would cause no harm once it was erased.
I didn't realise that I erased B's reflection too.
I was too focused on getting rid of those faces."
I printed out both two photos and took them to a psychic medium, although it cost me quite a bit of money.
"This one is edited. A foolish prank!"
The psychic medium said, pointing at the photo that included the white faces.
"But more importantly, this! This photo is truly problematic."
It was the photo of B without her reflection, which A had claimed to have edited.
"I see a dark colour of night, an ominous darkness, coagulating right behind her.
Someone suffused this colour with an fathomless grudge."
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I watched this the other day, and it was so relaxing!
Ginza looks nicer at night!⭐
Comments
Sakura in my city is in full bloom but unfortunately it has been raining for many days π
But some Sakura and Peach blossoms in my garden are not in bloom yet! I hope I can post pictures of them on Instagram and Twitter!
Thank you so much for coming to my blog! I hope you are all happy and well!
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The story looks like photoshop battle gone supernaturally wrong to me, I'll be honest I have a black comedy sitcom feels from it instead of pure horror, and it feels refreshing and entertaining! π»
do post the πΈ Cherry and peach when it's blooming! π
As for this week's story, wow, that was a good twist! I assume A maliciously erased B's shadow to curse her, and then sent out the "creepy" photo as an alibi. Though of course, either way, can't be proven that that's what led to her death. Still, it helps that the narrator knows the truth.
A sakura is somewhat a symbol of beautiful impermanence. It's what I learned from Sekiro.
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Oh are you from London? I used to live there for some years! I don't want to remember what the weather was like there especially during winter π±
I'm glad you found the story amusing π€£⭐
I took some pictures of cherry and peach blossoms today although it was still raining π±π§️ I may post a few of them on my social media accounts!
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The rain hopefully will stop tomorrow! I will go out and enjoy Sakura around my house π✨
My thoughts exactly!π±
It's scary to imagine what kind of grudge A held against B...π±⭐
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You know so many difficult words ~π€£✨
I should watch a walkthrough of Sekiro on YouTube! It sounds interesting!
Yes, Sakura has always been a symbol of impermanence and Japanese people have always seen beauty in things that are ephemeral!
Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts!πΈ
Although you would probably need to have an intense grudge for it to take effect, which I can't imagine you having!
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