I Lived Meme Novels & Stories

He had that rare quality of making a room feel smaller in the comfortable way rather than the threatening one. I loaded my plate and ate and tried very hard not to think about anything specific and failed entirely because my body kept volunteering unsolicited highlights from the night before that I had not requested and could not turn off. "Nala you need to see this meme, it's so you." Nova was already giggling, sliding her phone across the table toward me. I started scrolling. She wasn't wrong. The meme was deeply personal, specifically targeted at my personality in a way that felt like a personal attack, and I was going to find a way to send it to myself later.

(with a crying meme attached) “All the love and money seem to go to the people who already have it.” “If you can’t fit into the circle, don’t force it. Sincerely, my phone.” “In my next life, I’d like this kind of story too.” “The turning point in life is amniotic fluid.” “This is what real cyberbullying looks like!” “Miss, do you need a loyal dog?” “Oh my god, she’s stunning. What a goddess! I need to have a word with the creator.”

It would be tragic, so I shake my head and begin to put together the stand, I plugged the small microphone to my phone and set it on the stand. I looked at the time on my phone and saw that it was exactly five ten pm. I was ten minutes late to my own I* live session, I quickly logged into my own I*******m account and started a live video, while it booted, I adjusted myself on the plush chair and waved when people's greetings began to roll into the comments bar. I smiled and waved again. "Hi guys, welcome to the live session. I'm so sorry I'm late, I had an household emergency. Today, I'll be replying some questions people asked during my last Q and A session, so I'll just read them out.

Feeling that my mom and Mike might find that a bit unusual, I went back to my bed and continued rolling all over like a little girl. I sat upright when I heard the door open, Mike's head poked in with a look that screamed confusion. “What's happening babe? You mom and I heard you laughing, did something good happen?” He came into the room, looking around like it was his first time inside there. “I just saw a funny meme online, it's nothing serious.” The smile I was trying hard to hide, did not waste anytime in hiding itself once Mike's entire body frame was in sight. He sat down on the bed and out of reflex, I shifted away from him slightly. “Can I see it too?”

" you already own a sex tape baby your friend made sure to upload it on socials didn't you see it.? You were giving me a head " What.? I wanted to scream is that why luyanda was smicking ? I didn't check my social today I quickly took out my phone and checked but immediately meet non other than Liam mseleku's marriage trending online I was mentioned some mentioned my mom " isn't this the man who proposed Sima three months back.? Pecks of dating hobos" Those were the comments my head was spinning I couldn't see properly thing became blur his words were slowly fading away. " babe I'm kidding I deleted the video before something can happen. "

Desperation might’ve driven me here, but determination was what kept me going. My phone was still packed with notifications from all my social media platforms. I braced myself before opening them–like every other day–already knowing the internet had sunk its claws in me. My fall on the red carpet was now being used as a meme. A meme. Everyone was talking about it—laughing. Mocking. Who knew the wretched public hated me so much? I never thought I’d become a laughingstock or anything other than the queen I was… until now.

THE tax that the government collects is for the benefit of the country, not for my medical expenses or other people’s extravagant expenditures. I need to speak with my father later. In the midst of my inaction, I decided to activate my cellphone and look for what-if events on the internet. Unexpectedly, I stumbled on a website titled Live Suicide, which piqued my interest, so I clicked on it and read the passage. Live Suicide is an exclusive platform where people put an end to their lives and commit suicide virtually where many rich people can watch it!

Moreover, he became even more confident after finding out that he had a backer. He spared no expense in reposting and spreading it widely, even creating various memes and GIFs to promote the video. The person had a face, and information about him was easy to find. It was Leroy’s personal assistant. The comments section erupted. [What’s going on?! Is this person Seema’s assistant?] [Dumb*ss! Can’t you see that they’re being sarcastic? That’s Leroy’s assistant, and he’s a public figure with hundreds of thousands of fans!]

I muttered. On looking at the notification, I could see 99+ notifications. “LET THE LGBTQ COMMUNITY BREATHE!” “LAURA'S KARMA HAD JUST MET HER NIGHTMARE” #JUSTICE FOR ERIC SLOAN# #SANCTION TO LORA KARMA# #THE WICKED MUST NOT GO UNPUNISHED# All the notifications read. The one that got my attention was an anonymous poster that made a meme video clip of me with ruined makeup and some captions that struck me hard. This particular caption was directed to my last post Eric had forced me to make.

My vapidness would love to smack some sense in him. ‘Cheers!’ Another wrote with clinking glasses. His teeth would look better on the ground or better as toppings. ‘Can I have some?’ The following goes on. I'd like to have some of your arteries too. ‘Cheap drunks!’ You think you can afford the cheap in the wildest of your dreams. The netizens had a gala day sharing memes amongst themselves. I have become a laughingstock. It ranges from hilarious to disgustingly vulgar. For what? For outspeaking and spitting facts at a jerk's face. For standing up by the side of a vampiress who is forced to become his sex slave. For having opinions that do not reconcile. For wanting to be admired.