Horror Camgirl - Ch. 1: Desperate Situations
My name is Yuan Junyao. This name was given to me by my grandmother, meaning "beautiful jade," but I am not beautiful at all. On the contrary, I am an ugly freak.
It is said that when I was less than three months old, lumps began to form on my face. My parents took me to the hospital, and after examination, the doctor said it was fibroma—a benign tumor. It wouldn't kill me, but it couldn't be removed either. If they tried to cut it off, it would grow back, possibly turning malignant.
From that moment on, my father started beating my mother, blaming her genes for giving birth to a sickly, money-draining child like me.
After a couple of years, my father got a promotion and divorced my mother. He never came to see me again.
My mother quickly found another man. He despised my ugliness and claimed it was contagious, forcing my mother to leave me with my grandmother in the countryside. As I grew up, I saw my mother only a few times.
When I was in the third year of middle school, my stepfather got into a fight that resulted in a death. He was imprisoned, likely for life. My mother, exhausted from work, also passed away. I wasn't very sad; to me, she was no different from a stranger.
Soon after, a boy three years younger than me was sent to live with us. His name is Shen Anyi, the son of my stepfather and his ex-wife. My stepfather's relatives wouldn't take him, so the police had to come to us.
Grandmother was very soft-hearted and decided to keep him, thinking that more people in the family would be helpful. The child looked pitiful, so they left him with us.
Thus, I gained a younger brother.
My brother was raised by my mother and inherited her personality. Although he was initially scared of me when he first saw me, he gradually adapted. He would constantly call me "sister" and follow me around aimlessly.
Because my face was covered with tumors, I had to wear a hat and mask whenever I went out. My classmates bullied me, and teachers disliked me, never standing up for me. Gradually, I learned to endure.
Once, a boy in my class tore off my mask in front of everyone and grabbed my hair, laughing loudly: "Everyone, come and see! She's so ugly. If I were as ugly as her, I’d rather die."
The entire class gathered around me, pointing and laughing. I had never felt so humiliated but didn’t dare to fight back, keeping my head down and silent.
At that moment, Shen Anyi rushed over and, as if in a frenzy, attacked that boy. The boy was tall and strong, but Anyi beat him until his face was bruised. Still, he forced a smile and said to me, "Sister, I will protect you."
From that day on, I considered him my real brother.
In my senior year of high school, grandmother passed away, and our family suddenly lost its source of income. I had originally been accepted into Jinling University, but looking at the tuition fees, I gave up the idea of attending college, leaving grandmother's inheritance for my brother's education.
My brother was very capable and was admitted to a key high school in Shan City. We moved to the city. Due to my ugliness and lack of education, I couldn't find a good job and had to wash dishes or deliver packages for others.
I worked three jobs, with the most profitable being courier work. So, I delivered packages day and night, doing tasks that others refused.
One evening, it was already dark. My boss gave me a package to deliver urgently as the customer was hurrying. I had no choice but to ride my motorcycle.
The address was a secluded villa. It took me a long time to find it. Inside, it was bustling, seemingly hosting a party.
I knocked on the door and handed over the package, saying, "Please sign for it."
The recipient was a very handsome young man who had clearly been drinking. His eyes scanned me and said, "Take off your mask so I can see you."
Naturally, I refused. He suddenly grabbed my mask, tearing it off, and then showed a delighted expression: "Damn ugly. Hey, everyone, come and see, there's an ugly freak here!"
I covered my face and turned to run but was grabbed by the young people who dragged me back. I struggled desperately but was covered over the mouth and nose with a wet handkerchief.
Before passing out, I heard them laugh maliciously: "Finally found such a gem. Haha, I want to see what expression Yin Shengyao, that ice-faced man, will have after sleeping with such a perfect woman."
When I woke up, I was lying on a large bed next to an incredibly handsome man. Neither of us was wearing any clothes.
The man also woke up, looked at himself, then at me, showing extreme disgust and endless anger.
He kicked me hard, right on my chest, pushing me off the bed. My ribs were broken on the spot, and I couldn't get up from the ground for hours.
I will never forget the look in his eyes, as if he was looking at the dirtiest thing in the world.
At that moment, the young men who had drugged me earlier walked in laughing, holding a DV camera and filming continuously.
The handsome man seemed to realize something and furiously exclaimed, "Kang Junnan, how dare you drug me!"
A chaotic fight broke out in the room. Despite the severe pain, I struggled to crawl out of the villa and escape.
I didn't dare call the police. Being so ugly, I didn't want to face others' contemptuous looks and ridicule.
I returned to our dirty and chaotic Urban Village. We were renting an old, dilapidated house, but the rent was cheap.
I lay on the bed, in excruciating pain, when my brother came back. I was startled and didn't dare tell him the truth. I just said that I had fallen off my motorcycle while delivering packages.
He insisted on taking me to the hospital, but I didn't want to go. I couldn't afford the medical bills.
My brother was very persistent, but I didn't expect that on the way to the hospital, a bright red Porsche recklessly sped towards us. My brother shouted, "Sister, watch out!" and pushed me away, but the car struck him.
My brother was thrown out, and the Porsche turned a corner, disappearing without a trace. I frantically picked him up and rushed into the hospital.
After fifteen hours of emergency treatment, Anyi's life was saved, but he was left in a vegetative state. The daily medical bills were astronomical.
I reported the accident to the police, but I hadn't seen the license plate clearly, and that stretch of road had no cameras. The culprit car was definitely untraceable.
However, I had seen that car before. When I ran out of the villa, the car was parked behind the house.
It was the man named Yin Shengyao! He hates me and wants to kill me!
I hate myself so much for being a worthless ugly girl who can't even seek justice for her brother.
But the biggest problem in front of me was my brother's medical bills.
The courier company and the shops that had hired me called, telling me I didn't need to go to work anymore. They hinted that I might have offended some formidable person.
It was Yin Shengyao again!
But he was so rich and powerful. What could I do to fight him?
I returned to our sparsely furnished rented room. On the table was a computer I had bought from a second-hand market, intending to gift it to my brother.
Unfortunately, he couldn't use it anymore.
I turned on the computer to look for job postings and even posted on social media asking for help. Soon, someone responded, asking if I was male or female. If female, I should try live streaming—it was very profitable.
I clicked on the largest live streaming platform, Black Rock TV. The female streamers were either pure and sweet or stunningly beautiful, singing and dancing during their streams. Regardless of their singing ability, the audience generously sent rewards. Some popular female streamers could earn tens of thousands in a single stream.
I sighed helplessly. Could someone like me become a female streamer? Perform a Freak Show?
I was about to close the page when I saw a Live Stream Room hosting a Ghost Encounter.
I clicked on it and saw that the streamer was a man broadcasting live from an allegedly haunted old house. The atmosphere was extremely eerie.
I watched the entire stream. The streamer didn't encounter any real ghosts but created a frightening atmosphere with sudden noises and scares. Despite that, many viewers watched and generously rewarded him, which caught my interest.
Creating such streams meant that the audience was mainly interested in ghost sightings, not in what the streamer looked like. This was perfect for me.
I decided to give it a try. I took out the little money I had left to buy a domestic smartphone with a high-definition camera and strong battery life. I also contacted an old colleague who helped me get an internal unlimited data plan through connections.
With everything prepared, as night fell, I set out.
I chose an abandoned clinic in Urban Village, not far from my home.
When I arrived at the clinic's entrance, I logged into Black Rock TV on my phone and opened a Live Stream Room titled: "Direct Encounter with Vengeful Ghosts: A Terrifying Journey in a Haunted Clinic."
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