Degeneration

Day One
Hi there, it's your favorite blogger, and today, I'm gonna cover a topic. It'll last a week, and it covers some myth. I found an old tape lying in one of my boxes after I moved from my shitty apartment. Pretty weird. Just some road, with lights and shit. I have heard myths about VHS tapes having kooky shit on them when you recorded them to another day after day. They sort of degenerate, and become creepier and have less quality. Since the tape is perfect for this sort of thing, I figure I'll try it out.
Day Two
So, after trying it, it degenerated a little bit. It had different colors, among other things. I've been having this weird sensation in the back of my skull, like a burning. The tape has strange, new age music, and it got a little distorted. I tried it again and it really started to change. Enough for now, folks.
Day Three
I skipped through to about the third generation, and that's when shit started getting strange. I swore to god I saw a really skinny boy. Like, fucking dead of starvation. He was paper white. Damn, I even saw him in my dream when I took a nap. It got really creepy, but I shrugged it off. I'm now at the fourth generation, and it's getting scary now. The boy in the tape is looking RIGHT at me, and I swear he whispers something. No idea. Until then, bye bye, you guys.
Day Four
I asked my mom where the tape had come from, and she said that it simply showed up at the doorstep one day. That boy was our next door neighbor's son, and he was found beaten to death, having been starved as well by his alcoholic father. Who recorded the tape is unknown, but it's ass creepy now. I'm at the fifth generation, and it's wavering. The boy seemed to get closer. Whatever this is, I'm scared, man. Now I see him in public. I nearly punched my best friend in the face when I mistook him for the boy. See you guys later.
Day Five
Thank fucking Christ this is almost over. The boy is nearly right up to the camera, now that I'm at the sixth generation of tape. He's grinning. He has no lips and his gums are black. He has no eyes, just black, jagged holes. I visited his grave. His name was Tommy Williams. I remember him. Used to be one of my friends. He mysteriously disappeared from school and was never heard from again. Maybe I'm seeing things. Two days left. See you guys later.
Day Six
My God. I had a terrifying dream. I was at Tommy's house, and his father beat me with assorted bottles of liquor and other things. I realized that Tommy was testing me. I'm at about the eighth generation. He's right next to the damn camera. Why is he doing this to me? Everywhere I go, I see that boy following me. Every time I blink, he's getting closer. His spirit isn't at rest. I know what I must do.
Day Seven
I'm gonna kill myself now. At the tenth and final generation, Tommy was smiling. He was floating. He was nothing but a torso... No limbs, and his stomach had been cut open. He's coming right now.
The man, [REDACTED], was found with no eyes. They were gouged out. He was a famous internet blogger who got a fortune out of it. A tape was found. It seems to be the cause of his suicide. It will be disposed of immediately.
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