The Real Website and My Experience

First of all, I would like to inform all of you reading this that everything here is 100% true and really happened. I swear to all of you that what I'm about to tell you is not at all false. If you still choose to think that I'm lying, I will not judge you but please do not bother leaving any comments thank you.

I know the address of the real Jigoku Tsushin website and have accessed it. You see, there was this person I really hated for doing something to my best friend. What he did drove her to suicide. Needless to say I hated him very much. I wanted revenge and it was around the time I started watching Jigoku Shoujo when I found out about my friend. So I searched for the real thing. But I haad a lot of problems and it took me over a week to find the real one. I was about to give up when I found one that would not open even if I set my computer clock's time to midnight. That was the only clue I had to it being the real one so I tried. I waited until my parents and younger sister were asleep before I turned the computer on around 11:50pm.

I found the website again easily as I had bookmarked it when I found it earlier that day. I clicked the link and waited until my computer clock hit midnight. I refreshed it then but it didn't show. I refreshed a few more times and finally, the screen turned black momentarily and the website showed up. The real thing is slightly different from the one in the anime. I won't say how it was different though. I was shocked so I hesitated for a few seconds before I typed in the name. I was literally shaking as I hit 'SEND'.

I waited for something to show up. Nothing happened. The website had disappeared once I clicked the button. I couldn't access it anymore that night. I felt upset as I thought that all the rumours must have been false and there was no Enma Ai. Besides, I don't live in Japan so maybe she would not show even if she was real. That was what I thought. I was wrong.

The next morning, when I woke up for school, I noticed a black straw doll next to my pillow. I freaked out. There was the string tied there too. I looked around to see if Enma Ai was there, but it was 7 in the morning so I thought she may not show. I looked at the doll and was about to pull the string when I stopped myself. I realized I was scared because I knew what would happen if I pulled it. I would go to Hell.

Thus, I kept the doll for a couple of days. I was a strong believer in supernatural stuff, due to some personal experiences and being born to a religious Chinese family. (I'm Singaporean just so you know.) So, I knew that Hell was a lot scarier than any normal human could imagine. I knew that suffering there, where you can't die because you were already dead, would be very agonizing. I also knew that my friend would be suffering down there for taking her own life. Suicide would lead to severe punishment in the afterlife. So I thought the guy who drove her to that deserved to go down there as well. But all that got me thinking. If I pulled the string and ended up there myself, would I regret it? Would it even be right to take things into my own hands with that kind of consequence? I couldn't focus on my normal life anymore when I was thinking about it. That led to me keeping the doll for almost a month.

Finally, I decided to throw the doll away. Why? I thought that even though the guy deserved judgement, I was not the one with the right to pass it on him. Yes, I deemed myself a coward for making that choice instead of pulling that string, and I cried knowing that I could not avenge my friend, but I really could not do it. I knew I had no right to send him down, and honestly, I knew I should not underestimate just how horrifying Hell really was. When you're alive and you're never been there, you know it's a frightful place but believe that you may be able to handle it right? I didn't think like that. Hell is worse than that. I knew I would never be able to handle it. I was scared to go the Hell. So I didn't pull the string and instead threw it from the roof of my apartment building. It literally vanished after that and I never saw it again. I resumed my normal life and tried forgetting the incident, but somehow I couldn't. I hope sharing my experience would help ease my thoughts.

So after reading this, and believing it if you do, what are you thinking? I want to tell you that I will never share the real address of Jigoku Tsushin. Hell is not worth anything. Don't do things you'll regret and if it's not your place to do it. Enjoy Jigoku Shoujo as entertainment, but please don't search like I did. If you choose to pull the string unlike me, you'll suffer worse things than what you may be suffering at the moment. Hell will punish you. I may not have pulled the string and I may not be going to Hell, but I still realized how scary it could be once the doll is in your hands. Don't make that msitake.