Xu Qian's Victimization Experience in Shandong Province
Xu Qian's Victimization Experience in Shandong
Xu Qian's Victimization Experience
I don't know if it's different from your situation, but this voice has been bothering me for more than half a year.
It was around the end of May 2007, two months after graduation from the university. The first thing I felt was that when I was doing my graduation project, there were voices mocking me. When this voice first appeared, I thought it was the two girls from the next room talking about me. They were talking about some unimportant things, such as clothes, figure, and the design. When I heard this voice, I was angry because I had also mentioned them behind their backs. There were two girls in that dormitory who were quite silly. I had seen them laugh at me and other classmates in front of me. Later on, when I was doing my graduation project, when I couldn't do it or when I was doing it very slowly, I would unconsciously make changes in a very inconspicuous aspect. Sometimes, he felt that he was too slow and clingy, but that was his personality. He always liked to drill into dead ends.) He could hear their voices. One night, because he couldn't continue with the design, it was already past 12 o'clock. He lay in bed and was about to sleep. Just as he was about to fall asleep, he was woken up by the laughter and discussion in their dormitory. I got out of bed and knocked on their door two or three times, but I felt that their voices were not soft, but louder. I was so angry that I cursed on the bed. This situation lasted for a few days. Later, I could hear them talking about me during the day. I could even hear the people in the dormitory next door talking about me.
One day, when I was playing on the computer in the dormitory, I heard two classmates at the door talking about my privacy. They said that I slept with Li Yong (Li Yong is my hometown and classmate). I went to Li Yong's place to play. Later, it was dark and it was not easy to get a taxi there, so I decided to stay there. He slept on the floor and I slept on his bed. Nothing happened at all. I was shocked when I heard what they said. Moreover, he said that I know those two classmates of mine. They are usually very polite when we meet.
In the next few days, no matter what I did in the dormitory, they seemed to be able to see and hear their voices discussing me. Sometimes, the sound came from downstairs, sometimes from the opposite bedroom, and sometimes from the room next door. The content they talked about me was also increasing, as if they had asked someone to investigate me. When I was sleeping at night, I actually heard the voices of men. There was a large group of men and women. They could immediately know what I was thinking. It's like they're watching me. During the day, I heard them talking about me. They knew my every move, including what I was thinking. I told my roommates that someone was talking about me. The people downstairs, the people next door, and the people next door were all talking about me. They were talking about my past and what I was thinking now. At first, the people in the dormitory said that there was something wrong with your mind and that you should go see a psychiatrist. Coincidentally, there was a psychological consultation room in school. I started to feel that it was a little embarrassing to go there. Later, my roommate said that your mentality was really abnormal and that it was better to go and take a look. I also talked to the people who were talking about me. They seemed to be quite polite on the surface. I don't see any great hatred between them. Anyway, I felt that they were all wearing masks when they talked to me. Their smiles hid their hatred and disgust for me. When I went to the psychological consultation room, I felt that my classmates were talking about me as I walked around the campus. She told the teacher about her feelings, but the teacher only said that she was hearing things, that she was under a lot of pressure, and that she was a little nervous.
I couldn't stay in the dormitory any longer, so I asked Li Yong to help me find a place to stay near the school. He thought that he could learn a little more outside. I could still hear them talking about me, even more powerful than before, but I just couldn't see them. I was focused on my studies, so they spoke even louder and pointed at what I had done. I thought they were nearby watching me. I was so scared that I didn't dare to eat. I didn't even dare to go to the toilet. Once, I hid for a few days. Once I went to the toilet, I felt that someone was staring at me next door. I held it in for a few days. I didn't dare to eat, I couldn't sleep well, and I couldn't do my graduation project. I don't dare to go out either. I feel like everyone on the street is looking at me and talking about me. In the end, I went to the hospital with my hometown friend, Li Yong. The doctor said that he was slightly depressed and took some sleeping pills. After I came back, I took it according to the doctor's instructions. It didn't work. The first night, I took more than 10 sleeping pills in a daze, but I didn't fall asleep. The next day, she bought another box of pills to help her sleep. She ate three pills at a time, but it didn't work. Anyway, that period of time was really worse than death. There were several times when he had the urge to commit suicide.
I also asked my friend to help me with my graduation project. I called my friend and cried about my situation. My friend was so scared that she took a car over the next day. After his friend came, he felt as if he had someone to rely on. He stayed for about five days. She felt much better than before, so she sent her friend away. However, two days after I sent my friend away, those voices began to harass me again. However, she could eat and sleep this time. It was just that when she went to a crowded place, especially when she saw a man, she would feel restless. Her mind could not help but let her imagination run wild. Some of the images that he imagined made him feel perverted and perverted. I didn't know how I suddenly became a hooligan, and this situation had continued until now. That voice kept calling me a slut. She couldn't stand those voices anymore. She kept her head down when she walked, kept her distance from men, or turned her head away. He didn't want to look at it. As long as he took a look, he would have an impression in his mind and start imagining it. I couldn't help but scold myself. All I could think about was how to find a place to hide and how to get better. I didn't want to study or find a job. I was afraid of everything. I can't remember anything serious in my mind. I can't even remember the script that I read in advance during my graduation oral defense. There are also voices talking about me. I didn't think I could pass the graduation project, but I still got my graduation certificate in the end. After the graduation oral defense, when they were having their farewell dinner, there were always voices following them. They followed them in taxis and singing. I told my classmates that I was just imagining things. Who would have the time to spy on you! However, a classmate said something that made me think of my current situation after watching 'Amazing Discovery'.
When I graduated and was on the train home, I heard the people on the train talking about me, saying how young I was and how I could think of such things. I thought to myself, Oh no, they followed me back. I returned home on tenterhooks. I could still hear those people talking day and night. I told my family that there was a group of people who kept scaring me and watching me. However, my family didn't believe me and kept talking about it. My mother was also anxious when she saw me. She didn't want her daughter to become so neurotic all day. She said that it was all an illusion and that she was thinking about it randomly. She told me to think about serious matters. There was even a time when she taught me a lesson and said that she had nothing better to do. He told me to stop looking for a job and go out to learn something. After staying at home for more than a week, he went to Beijing's eight-dimensional computer training school to learn animation. When I first went, it was for etiquette class. That voice was always there, as if it had followed me to Beijing. My imagination was getting more and more ridiculous. I studied in that school for two months, and all I learned was some basic knowledge and software. I might be the kind of person who couldn't bear hardship. The environment I lived in was unbearable, and I couldn't eat enough. At first, that voice followed me. I was annoyed and afraid, so I found a boyfriend to rely on. It seemed that she could no longer hear that voice after she got a boyfriend. After the novelty of the two of them together had passed, she began to feel tired of him. She felt that the two of them were very tired and pretentious. They broke up. After breaking up, that voice appeared again. She was unhappy and unwilling to study. She often found excuses to take leave, buy a lot of food, and eat in the dormitory. She ate too much and did not study much. She did not exercise much either, so she gained about 10-20 pounds. When he hadn't gained much weight, he had been very concerned about what others thought of him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so crazy because of that voice.
10-1 After discussing with his parents during the holidays, he decided to go back to Shandong to find a job and not continue studying. After the holidays, she moved her luggage back, prepared her resume, and organized her work. Mom told me that we shouldn't go out to look for a job before the new year. It's quite cold. I also want to learn a software by myself. After learning for a few days, I realized that the voice that often harassed me was getting louder and louder. When I first came home, I thought that there was no sound anymore, but now I realized that the voice was too real. In the past week, it talked to me even at night, except when I was asleep. I could also hear the sound of an alarm clock or a typing machine. Sometimes, the sound would make my head buzz, as if there was electromagnetic interference. The sound was sometimes loud and sometimes soft. Sometimes, some of the sounds could be transmitted through things like water or music. That voice can read my mind. My mom said that I had a nervous breakdown, but I felt very normal and clear-headed. Only when I heard that voice did I start to think wildly. This voice changed from a classmate's voice to a friend's voice, and then to a parent's voice. I suspected all my friends and family and cursed them in my heart.
When I was in my second year of university, I borrowed 100 yuan from a fellow countryman and classmate who turned out to be a good friend. She gave it to me and told me her card number, so I transferred it to her. It was the China Post Office, but she couldn't transfer the money. She said that the card number was wrong. I went back online and asked for a new card number for her. She actually said that it was impossible, which meant that I didn't transfer it to you. I lied. She even found a classmate to help her criticize me. What exactly was it? Anyway, it meant that I deliberately wanted to renege on the debt and not give it to her. I didn't mean that before. She said that I was angry and didn't send it to her. "I guess she's in her fourth year. She can't take revenge anymore, so she bought the equipment to take revenge on me. It's not just for money. I'm just guessing that this girl's name is Sun Jing. She knows what I'm thinking. She's addicted to eavesdropping and can't stop. I told my friend, and he also said that no matter how much money he owed, at most, he would collect the debt. There was no need to use any equipment to monitor him! Besides, the technology to know what was on his mind was quite advanced and cost a lot of money. He couldn't possibly eavesdrop on them for such a small amount of money! Anyone who understood would know that it was illegal to eavesdrop on someone else's privacy, insult, and insult the person being eavesdropped. I really want to find evidence, but I can't see it at all. You even used all kinds of sounds to scare me…You're despicable to the extreme!!!
I've changed my mind now. From the beginning, I suspected that it was two girls from my class and a girl from another class who was close to them. Their names are Wang Yan, Chen Siyu, and Li Ting. I was beaten up by my mom last night (December 11, 2007) because of this. I knew that no one around me would believe that I was possessed by Qi deviation. Last night, I was almost forced to commit suicide by the three of them. So far, they have already wanted me dead twice. Their goal was to make me commit suicide. Their interference gave me a headache and my brain was slow. I didn't sleep well last night. They imitate all kinds of voices to scare me and make me afraid. I don't even dare to look in the mirror now.
2007-12-14 Friday sunny after school
Last night, those brainwave controllers let me sleep for a while and then woke me up so that I could hear their voices clearly. He was still saying some insulting, stimulating, and threatening words. During this period, there was a buzzing sound, and it was hard to tell where his head hurt. When he woke up in the morning, it was strange that he didn't feel sleepy after sleeping for a short while. Those people kept saying the same things over and over again, telling me what to do and what my future would be like. Today, he continued to not look in the mirror. It had been three days since he last looked in the mirror. Those people said that even if he did not look in the mirror, they would still be able to see him through the satellite positioning. He did not know if it was true or not. Today, I suddenly realized that there were two voices in my heart. One was mine, and the other voice said something that made me feel embarrassed. Returning home from Beijing, she always had a sexual impulse. She felt like she was in heat and blushed at her own performance. Sometimes they were like friends, and sometimes they made me hate them to the core. Sometimes, she would unconsciously say,"Will you still talk to me tonight? I'm not used to them not being around. Why am I so cheap?" I didn't know if they could really use something to shine on me, but it made me feel very cold from time to time. I didn't know if it was because my resistance had decreased or if it was really them causing trouble. Also, he had been defecating four to five times a day for several days in a row. First, his stomach hurt, and then he wanted to defecate. He couldn't help it. The symptoms were exactly the same as the symptoms described by the victim who was being persecuted by brainwaves.
2007-12-15 Saturday fine
Last night, I felt like I was in heat again. I saw a blog post about a brainwave persecutor who wrote that brainwave controllers could use equipment to excite female genitals. I only slept for a while. I don't know how long I slept. I'll look at my watch and record the time tonight. The second half of the night was tormenting me. I had a stomachache and excitement down there. Oh my god, all the signs were more and more like the symptoms written by those brainwave persecutors. She felt like a whore! When she woke up in the morning and saw that her period was coming, could it be that her stomach was hurting because of this? When she woke up, she was in a daze and could not open her eyes. The voice kept reminding her what she should and should not do. At around 10 o'clock, she felt very energetic. I was still constantly receiving the annoying voices of those brainwave controllers. I was also constantly distracted and creating illusions. Her stomach hurt again. First, it was her lower abdomen, then her stomach. After a while, she wanted to go to the toilet. These brainwave controllers were really amazing! They could do whatever they wanted to the persecuted! I will endure! I can't take it anymore. Oh my god! They could really control their bowels. I really want to cry…I'm dizzy, I'm not energetic, and I don't have any strength. I can't take it anymore and lie on the bed to rest for a while. During this period, they kept harassing me. I'll endure it! They know I'm on a diet, they control my diet, it's like they're my teachers again. Although he didn't sleep, he was still much more energetic when he woke up. That night, I talked to Uncle Ben Ben and Uncle He. I was very happy and gave me a lot of advice and knowledge. He even chatted with his classmates.
2007-12-16 Sunday fine
She seemed to have slept well last night and had forgotten to watch it. However, as soon as their heads were clear, they received the signal and began to harass them verbally. Yesterday, he learned that many people had been persecuted by brain surveillance for 10 to 20 years. They said that they would get used to it, maybe! Habit became natural. Ben Ben and his uncle told him not to go against them, not to lose control of his emotions because of them, not to doubt them, and to find the hiding place of the brain monitor. I'll find a job before the end of the year and go back to work after the New Year…What scares me is that they won't let me take a dump. It's so uncomfortable. I hate this the most. Am I going to be like the little girl I met in the eighth dimension and not eat for a week? It was unimaginable!
My name is Xu Qian
He lives in Room 2, East of Building 04-02, Sangyuan Zhaoxin Community, Yancheng Town, Qihe County, Shandong Province.
ID number **020327
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