And it was one too many.

I'd gotten that one chainmail a number of times and because I happened to be bored out of my head at that moment, I decided to finally take it.
Although it did have a warning about how scary the results might be, I ignored it and quickly proceeded to filling in blanks.

It asked me to write the numbers 1 to 11 down the left-hand side of a blank sheet of paper.
Obediently enough, I did as told.

It told me to write numbers, names and song titles next to some of the numbers, ending up with something that looked like this.

1- 6
2- 12
3- NAME
4- NAME
5- NAME
6- NAME
7- NAME
8- Anyone else but you
9- Who Knew?
10- Viva la Vida
11- Mira Como Baila El Esqueleto

I looked at my list and snickered.
So far so good.
Then it told me to match some of the numbers and my list began looking like this.

1- 6 –Lucky number
2- 12 –Number of people whom you must forward this email to
3- NAME –The one who you Love
4- NAME –Your Best Friend
5- NAME –The one that knows you best
6- NAME –Your Lucky Star
7- NAME –The one who you like, but will never work out
8- Anyone else but you –Match with number 3
9- Who Knew? –Match with number 7
10- Viva la Vida –This is how you feel about your life
11- Mira Como Baila El Esqueleto –This is how you feel about your mind

This is where it all got too freaky.
I never liked number 7, not as to have dated him.
Number 4 and 5 were definitely right.
I did think of my life as song title 10, since not too long ago.
And, really, my mind was a little like song title 11 as well.
I wasn’t too sure about number 3, but that was not what worried me.
Number 7 had been oddly quiet last few times I’d had the chance to talk to him, and it really was beginning to worry me.

So I did go on my holidays down to the south of Chile slightly worried about this chainmail, but really didn’t let it ruin it for me.

I got a rather scary message from number 7 2 nights ago, which really did leave me worried sick, and for that same reason, I stayed up all night last night waiting for him to go online.

I gave him my phone number and he called.

And, who knew?

If someone said 3 years from now, you’d be long gone, I’d stand up and punch them out, ‘cause they’re all wrong.
I know better, ‘cause you said forever, and ever.
Who knew?