before you go to bed so I dont have to retype it
Musical horror story
Once upon a time, there was a teenager named Alex who lived in the small town of Harmony. Alex was a gifted musician, and he spent most of his days and nights locked away in his room, creating dark and haunting music that reflected his troubled soul. Alex had a serious addiction to drugs and alcohol, and his parents were at their wits’ end trying to get him to stop. They staged interventions, sent him to rehab, and even tried tough love, but nothing seemed to work. Alex was consumed by his need for his next fix, and he didn’t care who or what he hurt in the process. As Alex’s addiction deepened, so did the darkness of his music. He would spend hours upon hours in front of his microphone, singing about his own death and the ghosts that haunted him. His lyrics were chilling, and they seemed to hint at something sinister lurking just beneath the surface. One night, after a particularly intense bender, Alex collapsed in his room. His parents found him the next morning, unconscious and barely breathing. They rushed him to the hospital, where the doctors worked tirelessly to save his life. But Alex’s addiction had taken its toll, and his body was too weak to fight. He slipped away in the dead of night, surrounded by his shattered family and the haunting melodies of his own music. In the days and weeks that followed, strange things began to happen in Harmony. People reported hearing eerie music that seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere at once. Some said they saw ghostly figures dancing in the streets, while others claimed to hear Alex’s voice whispering in their ears. As the reports continued to pour in, the people of Harmony began to realize that something was very wrong. They tracked down Alex’s music and listened to it, chilled to the bone by the lyrics that seemed to predict his own death. In the end, the townsfolk could only come to one conclusion: Alex’s music had somehow summoned something dark and evil into their midst. And now, they would all have to pay the price. So if you ever find yourself in Harmony, be sure to listen closely. You just might hear the haunting melodies of a long-dead musician, calling out from beyond the grave.
