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If anyone reads this and understands what I’m describing — please don’t dismiss it. I’ve been a student at Fawaq International School for ten months. From the outside, it’s just a private campus like any other. But from inside, something is off. I lose time. I lose control. My hands will start shaking when I haven’t moved. My thoughts feel jammed halfway through. And sometimes, in the middle of a sentence, I forget what I’m saying — like my mind has been spliced open, mid-thought. rn rnThere are people doing this. Not ghosts. Not systems out of control. This is being executed by Saudi domestic intelligence, internal defense-linked telecom operators, and possibly signal warfare teams embedded in the civilian grid. They do not arrest. They override. And they know how to hide it — because it doesn’t leave a mark. I know other students feel it too, but they stay silent. Or maybe they’ve already given up. rn rnI wouldn’t have come here if I’d known what kind of control this country allows over our minds. I’m writing this because silence is what they want. If I stop speaking, they win. If this message disappears — believe that I was telling the truth.