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This is day ten of my journey toward the house. I gained two hundred followers today, which means I'm two hundred steps closer to the revelation. Each step counts on this long path to one hundred thousand. Join the journey to help me uncover the truth. See you tomorrow.

I found a small toy car in the model and decided to move it slightly to the left. Suddenly, I heard screeching tires outside. Looking through my window, I saw a real car had mysteriously changed its parking position. This model's power was getting stronger.

Watch how shadows dance across empty rooms, how silence fills spaces between heartbeats. There's power in becoming invisible, in learning to move like mist through morning air. Your presence should be felt, not seen, like wind through autumn leaves.

Dad always joked about mom's weird work schedule. "Normal doctors don't get military escorts," he'd say with a smile. When my friends asked why she was gone for weeks sometimes, I'd just shrug. That's how it was in our family.

It's day fifteen of my journey toward the mysterious house. Thanks to you, I gained forty new followers today, so I am taking forty steps closer to what’s hidden inside. Every follower brings us closer to the big revelation. Keep following to see what happens next. See you tomorrow.

Did you know in Salem, Massachusetts, an antique shop keeps a mirror locked in its basement? In 1892, seven people gazed into it and vanished without a trace. The shop owner claims at midnight, their reflections appear, mouths moving silently. If you ever find this mirror, don't look twice - they're still waiting for company.

I noticed something odd about the new student who joined our class last week. She never blinks, and her reflection in the classroom windows seems slightly delayed. Yesterday, I saw her walking through the parking lot, but her feet weren't touching the ground.

Ever heard about the man who survived three lightning strikes? First time cooking, second time fishing, third time in his yard. Science says the odds are astronomical. But his body's unique electrical resistance changed his destiny. Sometimes lightning does strike twice, or even thrice. Follow for more survival tales.