Ya'll... I was gonna come back. I swear. But now... I can't. I just can't. People are remixing my leaving project, and with disturbing messages. It's not good for me. The point is... I don't feel safe here anymore. I cannot be here if I'm literally getting attacked by AI bots. It is not good for my sanity. I'm not joking. And if I'm being one hundred percent honest... I'm scared. Scared for myself, my family. I don't know what to do. And until these bots are taken care of, until they are gone, I can't be here. I have fears, yes. But none of them come into play unless I'm somewhere specific, or I see something specific, or hear something specific. NONE OF THEM. I have never been scared like this. Frankly, I never KNEW I'd be scared like this. I jump at every noise. My heart is racing. I can't even sleep well for fear of something happening to the people I love. I can't do this anymore. Scratch was fun at first. A game. Eventually, it evolved into my escape from reality. But now... Now it's affecting my sanity. And I can't have that. I am twelve years old. And I love Scratch. But... If I keep on scratch, I'm afraid that I won't be myself forever. I jump at every movement, every sudden noise. Not literally, but my heart will start racing. I know at least half the people here are paranoid. ...Like me So, here it is. Until the bots are taken care of, the only thing I will remain for is the Happy Hare map I am rehosting. After that, I'm gone. And I won't come back until I can feel safe again. I will finish the Happy Hare map. But that is ALL. Feel free to try and fan-finish ATF. And I swear I intended to finish it. But I can't. I won't. ATF is my most prized project. I won't be continuing it only to get remix attacked through it. So... Goodbye. Hopefully... I'll be able to come back. Hopefully. -Frost
Bye. I hope I'll be able to come back one day.
