Bri's Own World

Ok, so this was my first time on myspace for a while.... I don't get on much. But whatever. ANYWAYS. Crazy enough, I had forgotten how stupid forwards had gotten. So I'd like to talk about them for a moment.

Here is an example of one I found:

On December 24, 2006 at 8 o'clock in the morning, a young 14 year old boy by the name of Scott Jackson was found dead. Doctors couldn't come up with the cause of his death. His mother checked his emails to see if she could figure out what happened. Turns out he was still signed into myspace. She found he had gone to sleep after he read and didnt repost a chain letter about a little girl that kills you in your sleep with no natrual cause of death.



This is the bulletin he read:

My name is Jaime Heras. I'm 14 years old. I'm a murderer. I have no face. When you look at me you'll die immediately.You have 900 seconds to repost this or I will visit you tonight.



Repost this "14yr.



old died havin sex''

I deleted all the spacing in between, because it was freaking annoying.

Ok, smarty pants, let's think about this a moment:

1. Scott Jackson is obviously a made up name; generic enough to be real

2. As for Ms. Heras, I have a few things....

    -If you have no face, how do you post on myspace?

    -How did you become "friends" with Mr. Jackson in order to post that bulletin?

    -What possible reason would you have to murder people who don't pass on a message saying you have no face? If they are your "friends" (on myspace), shouldn't they already know that? Hm...

3. Why 900 seconds? Why not 901? or 899? Or never?

4. As for the title of the post, "14yr old died having sex", well, that's just silly. Not only does it have nothing to do with Ms. Heras' facelessness, but it's completely unrelated and could be taken as offensive and vulgar. Ms. Heras, if you're trying to get people to read your message, try something like "free money get sum here". Or "I SAWZ A PINC DINISORE!" Obviously, throw in some misspellings to make it believable to today's youth.

Ok, I'm done. But really, if you're that worried about a random, faceless, middle schooler will kill you, go into therapy. I have never reposted one of these, and as far as I know, I have not died from mysterious causes, nor have I ever had sporatic good luck. Geez.