I Had 100,000 Instagram Followers — And Zero Friends! #animated #story

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ABOUT THE EPISODE
The story is Stacy becoming Insta-famous. But how does it work out for her?

KEYWORDS:
Instagram, Instagram followers, Instagram influencer, Young Influencer

SCRIPT
Hey there, I’m Stacy. I’m from Sidney / Melbourne Australia and I used to be an influencer with more than 100,000 Instagram followers – and I hated it. Think I’m joking? Here’s my story.
You know Instagram influencers, right? Those guys and girls with perfect bodies, perfect faces, perfect lives. They go on sponsored vacations. Get paid to wear expensive clothes. They’re invited to special events and even get free concert tickets. Everyone thinks it’d be great to be an influencer. Well, a couple years ago, I was — and it almost ended up destroying my life.
It all started on my 13th birthday when I was finally allowed to download Instagram. I created my username, added my profile picture, and then I started scrolling through Instagram’s recommended feeds. I was blown away! There were so many beautiful girls, with hundreds of thousands of followers. Everything about them was perfect. Their life was everything I wished mine could be!
I clicked “follow” again and again.
For a while, I used Instagram just like all my other friends. I posted pictures of me and my dog, what I was eating and some pretty pictures of sunrises and the beach and stuff. I got a couple of likes from my friends. But that wasn’t enough for me. I wanted to be popular. REALLY popular.
One day, I Googled “How to gain Instagram followers.” I wanted to know how they did it. Turns out, while it might seem effortless, becoming Instagram famous is actually a lot of work. You have to post the right stuff at the right time, edit all your photos, use dozens of hashtags so that more and more people keep discovering you, engage with your audience, reply to comments and DM’s — and the list goes on. But I thought, ”This doesn’t sound that hard. I can do this.” And so, my journey began.
First, I copied the kinds of pictures that were getting a lot of likes. I learned to edit my photos. And I used a bunch of hashtags with every post. I started to get a few followers – not many, just a few dozen. They were mostly wannabe influencers like me who I had to follow back, but I didn’t mind. It meant more people were seeing my content!
I was working hard on my profile, but after 2 months I started thinking about giving up. It wasn’t worth all the work it took. But then, the breakthrough came with a picture I took on a Sunday afternoon. I was wearing high-waisted jeans with a big yellow t-shirt tucked in, my long blonde hair curled, and my French bulldog puppy, Archie, in my arms. (He’s so cute! Totally Insta-worthy.) And my picture ended up on the Explore page! It got over a thousand likes, and I got a few hundred followers – and finally crossed the 1,000 followers line! I danced around my room like crazy — I was so happy!
After that, it was game on! I had an app that let me plan how my Insta feed was going to look, and another app that told me what time of day to post. I spent a lot of time thinking about what images to take, and I was posting consistently. My number of followers just kept climbing and I became kind of obsessed with it. When I went to a new place with my friends or my parents, all I was thinking about was where could I take the best picture and which new hashtags should I use.
My pictures looked spontaneous, but in reality, they were far from it. It took hours just to create one image. The angles, the lighting, the background, my clothes, hair, makeup, and every object in the frame had to be perfect.
Around this same time, people at school were finding out that I had all these followers. It was so weird. People would call me by my Instagram name instead of my real name and some people just called me “hashtag Stacy.” Other people tried to be my friend just because I was popular on Instagram!
I didn’t think about all that too much though. The hard work was paying off. I was getting more and more followers, and it was getting easier and easier. The more followers I had, the more people saw my posts, which meant more likes, and more followers.
But a strange thing happened after crossing 10,000 followers. Before, I used to check all my followers’ profiles. Now, “followers” just became a number. And I only cared about the numbers: how many new today? How many lost? How many likes? If I gained fewer than 200 followers in a day, I got frustrated and depressed. I had to hit my numbers! It became a real obsession… Источник видео youtube.com/watch?v=DW6YEKXbncI