Quarantine Diaries: Day 75

Saturday June 13th 2020 

Coronavirus Cases: 7, 860, 730 

Deaths: 432, 200 

Recovered: 4, 035, 787 

I woke up at 5 AM to the baby crying. It’s fine because I had to wake up early. I worked from 9-11 AM, went home to eat, walked at the park, then went back to work from 4-10 PM. Nothing special. My mom took the baby to a lake with my cousins. People always do fun things without me. It’s like when my parents went to New York and didn’t invite me. They were going for a church trip to Jehovah’s Witness mecca, Bethel, to learn about the magazine production but still it would be nice to be invited. Or when my mom went to eat at Red Lobster with her work friends because they had a buffet and she brought me back a bag of shrimp she snuck out. It was my birthday.  

This video is trending of a white woman telling a brown woman to go back to her country. The white woman grabs her, so she smacks the hell out of her. It was magnificent. Especially because this woman is allegedly Native American or Latina, so technically the US is “her country” and always has been. Speaking of Native Americans, a Seattle Native American health center requested COVID-19 supplies and was sent body bags instead. I sure hope this was some horrendous mix-up, but I wouldn’t be surprised with how things are going here.  

Black trans women are under attack amid BLM protests. 2 were murdered. Riah Milton in Ohio and Dominique Fells in Pennsylvania. The “president” has revoked rights to LGBT people by allowing them to be denied healthcare. During Pride month. That’s just America in 2020 for you.  

A black man was found hanging from a park tree in Palmdale California. His name was Robert Fuller. It’s been called a suicide, but his family and everyone knowing what’s happening right now can smell something fishy. His sister says they’ve been hearing conflicting reports. I don’t think this is any different from what’s been happening. Black people are under attack in this country. LGBT people ar under attack. Minorities are being attacked. If you are not a wealthy white man, you aren’t this country’s priority 

It’s been a sad day and I can’t say anything in my personal life has made me feel better.  

PS: Nickelodeon posted a Happy Pride tweet with a trio of gay characters, including Spongebob. So apparently Spongebob is officially part of the LGBT community, though they didn’t say as what. I think he’s asexual. Though do sponges have sexual desires? They must if his parents had him. Even then? They didn’t have sex because sponges reproduce asexually. But one scene showed a fetus Spongebob in his mother’s belly. Why am I looking so deep into a cartoon? An iconic cartoon, but still.  

Today’s Entertainment: 

Books – The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes (the actual Hunger Games part of this Hunger Games prequel is very quick and vague. Would have liked more) 

Quarantine Diaries: Day 68

Saturday June 6th 2020 

Coronavirus Cases: 6, 974, 721 

Deaths: 402, 094 

Recovered: 3, 411, 281 

Good news. The protest went well. No one died. Great turnout. No riots. Amazing. My cousin went with a cute handmade sign that said “My Afro Latino kids’ lives matter”. I took a picture with the girls holding the sign. Freaking adorable. Also, the friend that gave my friend intel about the lethal force command was contacted by the police and questioned on how she knew that information. What the hell? Meanwhile the firemen and EMT medics come by Whit’s all the time to get custard. Very wholesome. We found a picture of my sister standing with a BLM protester back in 2018 in Asheville in front of this huge statue commemorating a slave owner. It’s so amazing to see that single woman be constantly committed to her cause, even when no one else was. I hope she’s been to the Asheville ones lately to see how many people are supporting her now. Her name was Dolores. Very nice woman.  

Now on to something completely unrelated and immensely less important. It suddenly dawned on me that people I know in my real life might be reading this live as I post it, because although it might be a history book for you. I’m posting it on a virtual blogging site. My old boss told me he read it. Hi David and Suzy! They said it was really funny. Also, Suzy’s high school friend is Cynthia Erivo’s talent manager and previously managed Angela Bassett and Lawrence Fishburne. Hook me up! I need someone to get me to the top. I’m tired of slumming it with these peasants. JK…. 

But seriously. If you are only reading this because you’re hoping to find some juicy information about myself or hope to see yourself mentioned, you are sorely mistaken. I have a separate and secret blog where I talk shit about everyone who has wronged me. *Evil laugh* I am a writer. I enjoy putting my thoughts on paper. And I have a lot of them. Otherwise I just end up talking to myself and I refuse to go back to therapy. That’s sort of a joke. Mental illness is ok. Anyway, some of you have fake Instagram accounts or” finstas” where you cry to no one at all because no one is going to watch all 50 minutes of your stories, and some of you create playlists with songs you know will make you cry because you want to feel that catharsis. That’s the same with what I’m doing. I post it publicy because I need that accountability. I’m so obsessive that I haven’t missed a day of posting once since the NC quarantine began. One day when I’m old and grey if the world hasn’t fully ended, I will enjoy looking back on this. If I had the journals I made stories in when I was elementary school, you bet your ass I’d love to read them. I’d reboot the stories into full fleshed novels too. Maybe it’s nerdy to people, but I’ve never tried to be cool and I regret the times I did. I don’t want to be like everyone else. I want to be different. I don’t do the same things other people my age do, and I’m glad for that. YOLO as Drake said, and I want to make that life unique.  

So, if you are interested in life during a pandemic and social movement, continue reading. If you are reading to be a chismosa (gossip), then get a life.  😉 

With all sincerity, Oscar.  

Ew since when did I start having a signoff at the end of these things.  

Today’s Entertainment: 

Watching baby Mias eat mashed potatoes 

Quarantine Diaries: Day 67

Friday June 5th 2020 

Coronavirus Cases: 6, 844, 797 

Deaths: 398, 146 

Recovered: 3, 348, 860 

I worked all day again. Nothing interesting happened except a storm swept through and nearly destroyed our tent. The rainwater collected on the tarp and my coworker tried to remove it. It fell on her, like a pregnant woman’s water breaking. That’s fun, but this same worker told us about her experience at the Asheville protest. Very vocal about what she believes in. Which is fine. I don’t mind hearing people’s political opinions. I just don’t think politics should be used as an excuse to be prejudiced to a group of people. Muslims. Immigrants. Homosexuals. Debate separation of church and state, not basic civil rights. America gives me a headache.  

This coworker even had Black Lives Matter on her car in paint, but the storm washed it off. If that’s not poetic, I don’t know what is. She insists the protesters were peaceful. All they did was march and chant, with armed police following them. The protesters kneeled at the National Guard, and a black man put his arms behind his back reminiscent of George Floyd in his final moments. The police through tear gas cannisters at the peaceful crowd. Because of the curfew, anyone caught out after 8 would be arrested on sight. My friend had a phone number scrawled on her arm. I asked what it was. She replied “a bail bondsman. In case I got arrested.” She showed me video of her marching, wearing goggles on her head for when the tear gas was deployed. She ran for her life, and didn’t get too burned. Though she said it smelled like chemicals all through downtown, so they must have gone off in multiple locations. There were policemen on rooftops with binoculars and cameras, trying to identify the protesters and keep track of them. (Which reminds me, I saw a drone in the air as I was leaving work today. No operator was in sight. Just seemed out of place) 

Fake bricks were laid out as a trap, hoping someone would pick them up and get violent. The same is happening in Hendersonville. Our protest is tomorrow. I probably won’t go, because I only have a few ours free on the weekend and I want to spend them with my family. Honestly, I don’t know if I’m made for the frontlines either. I’m not the type that enjoys going to parades or marches or anything like that. I prefer working behind the scenes. Then again, I’ve never experienced something this big. No one has. There is momentum. If it’s true that the local police have been authorized to use lethal force, I don’t want to know what these officers are capable of. My mom will kill me if I die. This town has already been a safe haven for bigots. I have a bad feeling about it. I hope I’m wrong. Today was Breonna Taylor’s birthday. She would have been 27.  

PS: There’s a cat yowling outside, and it sounds like a baby crying. I hate it so much. My dad just told me it’s probably mating with another cat…I hate it even more. They need to get a room. 

Today’s Entertainment: 

TV – The Challenge and What We Do in the Shadows 

Quarantine Diaries: Day 66

Thursday June 4th 2020 

Coronavirus Cases: 6, 692, 087 

Deaths: 392, 280 

Cases: 3, 228, 666 

I had a day off. Yay. Still tired though. We went to Walmart. As my mom caught up with a friend, this old lady with a bowl cut walked by and mumbled “And they don’t have masks. Great.” 

…First of all, my mom and I did have masks. Second of all, my mom’s friend and her daughter work at Walmart and always wear masks when they’re on the job. They just didn’t have one at this moment. I know this woman wouldn’t say anything to our faces. My mom’s friend is covered in tattoos and is intimidating upon a glance, but she’s really nice. Asking about family and telling us about hers as Mexican women do when they find each other in public. I kind of wish I saw this woman get beat up by a chola, but you have to kill them with kindness. That’s why you see most of these protests be peaceful. Protesters are protesting. Looters are looting. Two different groups.  

You’ll see footage of cops teargassing people with their hands up. They shot these medics who were carrying a seizing black kid who had been shot in the head point blank with a rubber bullet. The medic who was shot in the hand was sent to the hospital before the kid was. That teen is probably dead. Asheville was trending on Reddit and on several news outlets because of the footage of police destroying the city-approved medic and water tents at Asheville protests. I spoke to a Facebook friend who was at this protest when it turned violent. Someone went in there with fireworks, trying to start violence. That’s when the police retaliated. Turns out this man was from Georgia. The protesters were trying to stop him, once again proving that rioters and protesters don’t go hand in hand. People seem to be saying that a flood of new corona cases are a result of the protests, but Memorial Day was two weeks ago. Corona has an incubation period of two weeks. People were going to beaches and cookouts. Math adds up. Ugh…people. Even in other countries. While there are protests in solidarity globally as well as the 50 states (making this the biggest civil rights movement in history I think. IDK I read that online and nothing is ever true), my Italian friend posted some messages from a Russian friend of his saying the reason black people are killed in America is because they are uneducated.  

While it’s true education is harder to access for POC, mostly due to finances, formal education does not equate civility. I know plenty of racist people who are educated. In fact, several teachers and professors have been exposed lately for posting awful things online about George Floyd and other black people. Racism exists all around the world, even with in minority communities. Latinos can be racist. Asians can be racist. Even some black people are colorist, preferring lighter skin. There are way too many issues to be addressed, but my generation seems to be much more accepting and tolerable than the ones before us. We are uniting. We are a “woke” generation. Addressing a corrupt criminal justice system is a good place to start. LA’s proposed budget was 3 billion, and 54 percent was for the police department despite having the largest homeless population. The protests have worked, because some millions were relocated to black communities. LAPD still has 51 % of the budget.  

All four police involved in George Floyd’s murder have been charged. Ahmaud Arbery’s killers are on trial. The FBI have opened an investigation to EMT Breonna Taylor’s killing. Things are happening.  

Today’s Entertainment: 

TV – The Durrells in Corfu (I’m on Season 4 now. My mom and I haven’t been able to watch because I worked every day and I won’t let her watch it without me) and Ramy  

Film – The Wolfman (starring Benicio del Toro. Latino werewolves for the win) 

Quarantine Diaries: Day I want to say 100

Wednesday June 3rd 2020 

Coronavirus Cases: 6, 562, 500 

Deaths: 386, 784 

Recovered: 3, 161, 272 

I got into an internet fight with a racist troll this morning and that kind of set the precedent for the day. This person used eloquent speech, but essentially said that I’m being racist to white people for posting Black Lives Matter. Supporting one race doesn’t condemn all others. I’m Mexican. Doesn’t mean I don’t care about my own people if I don’t want black people killed. They also insinuated that I had something about autistic people because they had autism in their bio. See what I mean about social media. People go looking for a fight. I just left it alone. People are free to post their thoughts online. I simply didn’t respond to the tweets. I even went as far to personally message them to ensure I have no ill will towards people on the spectrum. Then again, even people with disabilities can be racist. 

I’m just exhausted. I feel sick reading what people in my own hometown are saying. Gross kids are posting photos of themselves kneeling on each other’s necks calling it “the George Floyd”. I’m disgusted by my fellow Americans. How can they not see they are the villains here? I used to watch the athletes at the Olympics wearing our flag and feel patriotism. Now the Olympics have been postponed and our athletes are having to post that Black Lives Matter as if it isn’t obvious. I can’t make people care for their fellow human. I had a panic attack in the car today with my friends while they talked about the new Tesla or something. I kept it silent. I choked it down. Took little breaths. I am torn between deleting all social media and avoiding the news and staying updated with this homegrown revolution. Footage was released of the police in Asheville destroying the water and medical tents. It’s pride month, but we can forget about celebrating that until black LGBT members are safe in the streets. Most of America is a minority in some way. Religious. Racial. Sexual orientation. Economic. Ability-wise. We shouldn’t be afraid in our own homes. We shouldn’t be shot in our own beds like Breonna Taylor.  

In other news, work was awful. It was like I kept doing everything wrong. My boss had me training three people at once and still scolded me for things I was doing wrong. On top of everything happening, I almost quit right there. Scooping custard seems like a waste of time. I have a headache as I write this. This will probably all be in your history books. Please tell me things get better. I feel like Anne Frank, to a much less degree of course. Writing amidst a war.  

Today’s Entertainment: 

TV – Ramy (season two is back. It’s been a stress reliever. Media is important. It gives you an insight to other lives. For example, a Muslim millenial who’s attracted to his cousin. For real though, I’m learning a lot about Arab life) 

Book – Life Will Be the Death of Me ( I started listening to this audiobook. Chelsea Handler was crying as she recounted her brother’s death. The way she spoke about the moans of grief she’d hear from her parent’s room gave me flashbacks to my mother’s cries when she lost her father. Chelsea said she wished all bad news came in the morning, so you could have the day to process. It happened to me around sunset. My tears reflected the orange light as I whispered unanswered prayers. I had to stop listening to the book before I broke down in the middle of the park next to the guy doing tai chi) 

Quarantine Diaries: Day 64

Tuesday June 2nd 2020 

Coronavirus Cases: 6, 473, 690 

Deaths: 381, 709 

Recovered: 3, 006, 402 

We trained a couple new employees today. Also, I trained my promoted coworker on how to use the machine while explaining to him why posting #alllivesmatter is not a good idea. An analogy used is that of a bible verse is which Jesus has a flock of sheep. One sheep is separated from the group, so Jesus goes to save it. The other sheep ask “what about us?” Jesus replies, “You aren’t the ones in danger.” He seemed to get it after, and posted a black lives matter post. After work, I bought all the months rations or Lucas’s formula, some paper towels, toilet paper, and water. I was almost told I couldn’t buy two rolls of paper, but they let me because they saw I had a baby at home. Finally, this kid comes with perks.  

It’s simple math. All lives can’t matter if the black ones are being stamped out. If Latin children are being put in cages. If Asians are being attacked because they are believed to hold the coronavirus. If Native Americans are being ignored. If Muslim-Americans are being called terrorists. People who have never had to feel oppression can’t comprehend what it’s like. The closest they have is not being able to get a haircut for two weeks. Today everyone posted a plain black square in an act of solidarity called #blackouttuesday. A flyer has been circulating about a peaceful protest planned to be this Saturday. I work that day, but I might stop by for a couple hours before. The Asheville protest ended in fireworks and tear gas, but sources say that it was peaceful until a group of rioters interrupted the peace to intentionally start a mess. Now, Asheville has a curfew of 8PM to 6AM. In Brevard where I went to school, there was a march with black and white people alike, including some cops. It’s interesting that a lot of these protests feature white people antagonizing the police in the guise of standing up for their black counterparts. Maybe it’s because they know the police will not hurt them, or because they want to be seen as woke. Either way. I’m all for any progress.  

In other news, my friend came out to me. Not really, he just kind of talked about pride vaguely and I assumed. He told me about an ex-boyfriend of his. I told him I’ve had crushes on guys and girls, but lately I just feel jaded. And before you fanatics ask, yes. I did try to pray those feelings away, but I can’t control how my brain reacts to stimuli. It doesn’t matter, because I don’t even think anyone sees me as a romantic candidate. I’m more of a cartoon character. In middle school, a friend told me she heard girls talking about me in the bathroom. They said I was cute, but as, like, a little brother. I think that’s how everyone sees me. Yes, I’ve had some people confess feelings for me, but I never felt the same. Therefore, I’ve never been able to explore my own sexuality or feelings. I just have crushes and let them burn up inside me until they fizzle out. For now, I’ll let it come naturally.  

PS: I submitted my application for the Disney/ABC Writer’s Program three whole days early! 

Today’s Entertainment: 

Book – The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes (The Hunger Games Prequel about corrupt President Snow as a kid aka the one character no one asked to learn more about. It reads like a fan-fiction so far, but I’ll give it a chance)  

Quarantine Diaries: Day 63

Monday June 1st 2020 

Coronavirus Cases: 6, 320, 902 

Deaths: 361, 980 

Recovered: 2, 940, 107  

I woke up at 1 today. I spoke with my boss about promoting my coworker. She thought he should be given more opportunities. I agreed, so I gave her my blessing and referral to make him a shift leader. He’s the most experienced worker there after me, arriving a few months after me. He’s been thinking of quitting to become an electrician. He doesn’t think college is for me. You know what? That’s OK. College isn’t for everyone. The education system isn’t so great anyway. He should do what he thinks is best, but I would miss him if he left. I’m hoping this pay raise gives him the incentive to stay.  

I also starting looking into a few more writing fellowships and contests. Nick, Disney/ABC, and National Hispanic Latino Coalition to be exact.  

Riots are progressing. Former President Obama issued a statement today, essentially saying what I said. Great minds think alike. JK, but he also mentioned the importance of voting. I’ve seen a lot of people denounce the democratic system entirely lately. In reality, the USA is a constitutional republic and not a full democracy as I learned in 7th grade when I did a project about the different types of government. Trump has been hiding in a bunker under the white house, and no news is coming out of Washington DC oddly enough. People think communication has been intercepted between the capitol and the outside world. The Cheeto made a speech today and essentially said he was going to enforce martial law. He also said hundreds of governors have contacted him, when we only have 50. Make that make sense.  

Our governor, Roy Cooper, has been pretty encouraging of the Black Lives Matter movement. The RNC, Republic National Convention, was supposed to take place in North Carolina, but Roy extended the quarantine. Trump and his trolls attacked him for this, but he made the right call. We have enough racists here; we don’t need them flocking from around the country. Speaking of nations, there are protests happening all over the world. England. Italy. Germany. They are all in support of #JusticeforFloyd. I hope Europe comes to save me.  

Today’s Entertainment: 

YouTube Videos about Godzilla 

Quarantine Diaries: Day 62

Sunday May 31st 2020 

Coronavirus Cases: 6, 263, 064 

Deaths: 373, 858 

Recovered: 2, 846, 523 

Today, Anonymous, the hacker group, has decided to take matters into their own hands. While riots have broken out in major cities across America, Trump has told police to “start shooting thugs” in his own words. Something like, “when the looting starts, so does the shooting.” Meanwhile, while his followers were protesting the quarantine by storming city halls with assault rifles, he called them concerned citizens. That’s what’s wrong with this country. Anonymous released Jefferey Epstein’s little Black Book, which implicates the Trump family, some royals, and a couple celebrities in human trafficking. Jeffery Epstein is famous for having “killed himself” right before he was going to name some names of his fellow child abusers. We all know there’s something going on there. I wouldn’t be surprsied if nothing comes of this. Some much damning evidence has come out for powerful people and yet they thrive. Their loyal followers refuse to listen to reason or facts.  

I worked all day today, but I tried to keep track of the riots. A march happened in Asheville yesterday, but it was peaceful. Police even helped to direct traffic. I read in the comments of a post though that the police in Asheville is not to be trusted. I’ve heard things about my local town’s police that doesn’t surprise me. They’re all not very trustworthy large white men who fall into the donut stereotype if you know what I mean. Becoming a nurse or policeman is what teens to around here. It’s noble, but there’s not much selectivity. Anyone can do it. There are some more POC joining those fields locally. In fact, the one time I was pulled over was by a young black guy. He was handsome, in shape, and very polite. I was driving home from work and didn’t realize my tag was expired. My dad deals with that car stuff. I just used it to drive to work, school, and back. That’s it. No joyrides. He apologized, but I knew he was doing his job. Of course, I was terrified when I saw those blue lights. I thought, “is this one of those people who calls my family and I wetbacks?” I know how they feel about people with Spanish names or darker skin. I had a good experience with a policeman, but that’s in the minority. This is all so scary, no one is even worried about corona anymore. Giant groups of people wearing masks, more to protect their identities and filter teargas than anything. If the cases don’t spike, then I will put more in to the theory this was all some elaborate prank. In either regard, statistics say daily deaths are falling.  

Today’s Entertainment: 

Hearing my teenage worker break down why she and her ex best friend still follow each other on Instagram, but are no longer on speaking terms 

Quarantine Dairies: Day 61

 

Friday May 29th 2020 

Coronavirus Cases: 6, 031, 023 

Deaths: 366, 812 

Recovered: 2, 659, 270 

I worked all day. My throat was hurting a bit, but I took Tylenol. Of course, all I’m thinking is…is this is? The virus has finally caught up with me. We’ll see in the coming days I suppose. My coworkers want to go hang out in Charlotte to drink and smoke, but I turned them down. I can’t do the same things other youths do. I have a baby at home. My mom needs my help. I refuse to let her raise him alone. My dad doesn’t help, so I have to be the man in Lucas’s little life.  

I came home and my mother was in bed with the baby. She was frustrated because her bitch of a supervisor made her go to a meeting with human resources. My mom is the nicest person you’ll ever meet. OK that’s an exaggeration but she’s nicer than the average person. The fact that this woman snapped at my mother and had the gall to abuse her power to make my mother silence herself at a work she has been at for 16 years gives me the greatest anger I’ve felt in a while. This same supervisor refuses to wear a mask because it’s against her religious beliefs….no mask…at the Health Department. I’ll let you find what’s wrong there. This beast has set her anger on my mom. My mother said, “Maybe your sister is right and we are cursed.” If so, I’m going to make my mom wear that mal de ojo bracelet I found the other day to ward away bad energy.  

My sister has this idea that a lot of bad things happen to us because we’re unlucky. It’s true bad things happen to us dissproportionately, but we are still healthy so I thank God for that. I pray every night and before after meal. I’m confident in my relationship with God that He will protect us. Having a higer power to believe in is comforting. Speaking of comforting, George Floyd’s murder was arrested and charged with 3rd degree manslaughter. Riots have broken out in other cities like Atlanta. If that’s what it takes to make change, then I’m all for it. Also, Twitter has begun fact checking and censoring Trump’s tweets. About time. Also, that orange crayon wants to ban social media. We’ll see how that goes. I’m guessing the whole free speech thing will strike it down, but less and less makes sense in this country every day. I’m trying to convince my mother to move us back to Mexico or even Spain to join my sister. Hopefully before Lucas speaks so he can develop a cute Spanish lisp.  

Today’s Entertainment: 

Film – Ouija (I would never touch a Ouija board. I found one once in the toy aisle of Target in Texas. What kind of kid thinks summoning a demon is a fun way to pass a summer day?) 

Quarantine Diaries: Day 60

Thursday May 28th 2020 

Coronavirus Cases: 5, 900, 527 

Deaths: 361, 764 

Recovered: 2, 577, 181 

Today was boring and all I did was watch Insidious 2 and eat. I walked it off at the park. Around 6 miles, but the whole time I just felt a deep pit in my stomach thinking about the George Floyd scenario. Everyone online and on TV is talking about it, as they should be. People are trying to divert the attention from the police brutality to the looting happening in Minneapolis. They are saying, “Stealing plasma TVs will not bring George back.” Yeah, that’s the point. Someone is dead. Nothing else matters. People will react how they will. Some will take advantage of his death for their personal or political gain. I have so many thoughts I want to post, but words can be misconstrued. I’m just sad for his family. I want justice for him and the hundreds of other innocent black lives taken. They deserved better. They still deserve better.  

I fear for my nieces and nephew. I fear for my friends. For the families I serve ice cream cones or check Disney DVD’s out to. They shouldn’t be scared of the ones who are meant to protect them. I know most police are good, but America has a lot of deep-rooted issues we need to get to the bottom of.  Some people abuse their power. From local law enforcement to the White House. We can all agree that there’s work to be done and change to happen. We shouldn’t be fighting violence with violence, but posting #RIP on social media can only do so much. I post this here and not on social media because people don’t care what I have to say. I know because I don’t care about most people’s posts either. I’m a white Mexican who grew up in the mountains of North Carolina. How can I possibly help the Black Lives Matter movement? Progress seems unachievable at times, but the resilience of black Americans has always been evident. I still want to have hope that a voice will rise to unite all of America, but it’s like we’re 50 baby countries pretending to be one adult one. 

Today’s Entertainment: 

Film – Insidious: Chapter 2 (we found a “mal de ojo” bracelet in a pile of laundry yesterday. It’s basically a handmade bracelet with an eye in the center meant to ward off evil spirits and bad luck brought on by other people’s jealousy of you. Later in the day, I found a picture frame on the ground. It was my sister’s elementary school portrait and the glass was shattered. It makes me think the house is haunted now like the one in this movie, Also, there should be a Conjuring and Insidious crossover because both have James Wan and Patrick Wilson. They can just say that Josh is a lost nephew of Ed Warren. See? Continuity solved)