Have you ever heard the legend of the Phoenix? It’s a magnificent bird that represents renewal.  After living a long life, it burns up into a pile of ashes and rises from them anew. Powerful story, right?

Now, imagine the same story but with a hideously deformed and evil duck that everyone is trying to kill despite being terrified. When it finally died, the people rejoiced. Then it rose up even more mutated and everyone started screaming before being consumed by the duck monster thing.

That’s what Tik Tok is.

When the end of the infamous lip-syncing app Musical.ly was announced, it was a beautiful day. Nine-year-olds cried while everyone else celebrated. No more Jacob Sartorius releasing his absolutely terrible music or Justin Blake biting his chapped lips to appeal to young children. What no one noticed, however, was the dark entity lurking in the shadows. It ventured out to terrorize the people occasionally but was nothing more than a nuisance. Just some Chinese rip-off that probably wouldn’t last long.

And then it attacked.

“Hit or miss, I guess they never miss, huh?” Every single post floating through my social media blared. I screamed in agony; I couldn’t escape it unless I ventured into reality. Having my phone off gave me a false sense of comfort, but the moment I stepped into school, it happened.

“Hit or miss?” My friends screeched at the top of their lungs. My adrenaline spiked and I turned the corner, coming face to face with an army of T-posing children. Their smiles stretched across their faces and they turned their nose up to sniff the air.

“I smell PENNIES!” They cried before simultaneously charging towards me. I could feel my body going into panic-mode as they came from all sides.

At least, that’s what was happening in my mind after I made the mistake of downloading Tik Tok.

In conclusion, Tik Tok is awful. Just do yourself a favor and stay away from it.