He was watching my every move. When I went out and when I when I came home. The night that I saw pictures of myself come up on my computer I was confused and nervous. I saw that the bottom right corner had a chat log come up with two x's that stood in place of a kiss.
I was 18 and had a very cocky attitude. I would wear these top brand clothes to make me feel better than everyone else I knew it was wrong, but when I was younger I grew up in a poor part of London so it was nice to have that high end look. But never would I talk down to someone that was one of the many things that my parents had taught me, always be respectful. As the night grew colder I wondered of where I would go once I got out of high school. I decided on staying in the UK for my first year of college then going out to maybe California to finish off there. It wasn't long after I started to fall asleep that my phone went off. "caller unknown" I whispered out loud to myself. I denied the call I mean I love my phone but this was just a little too much so I let them leave a voice mail. Ring after ring, call after call. These were consistent phone calls so why not answer. "Hello" my shaky voice said into the phone. "Hello beautiful how was your walk in the park this morning?" the man spoke back. "May I get your name." my voice questioning. "Wow that accent is to die for. Let me ask you this did you get my pictures my dear?" he slightly chuckled. With that I hung up. I was horrified the pictures of me it all made perfect sense. But how did he get my phone number? It wasn't like I knew him or anything. For instance I would have given my number to a friend or something but never a stranger. That was another thing my parents taught me never give strangers information about you or your family. I went on my laptop and tried tracking the call, but where would that get me? I called my best friend Nate and asked if I can stay at his apartment for a little while just until my every move wasn't being watched. He understood the circumstance and nervously said yes. That night I got very little sleep but it was all worth it because I would be safe at last. The next morning came around and I started to pack all my clothes in a duffle bag. I packed enough for about 2 weeks. As soon as I got there I was greeted with a hug. "Hey are you ok?" I got a look from Nate who was concerned. "Yes I'm fine just a little nervous as you can tell." I smiled. I left it at that and went to go take a shower. Nate was going out so I had the whole place to myself. After my shower I got dressed and decided to go for a walk. As I walked back in the door I bent down to pick a letter off the floor. It read "you're funny if you thought you can hide my love. Just to let you know your friend Nate won't be home till morning so it looks like it's just you and me until then. I love you my precious.
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I put down the piece of paper and ran in my room. I didn't want to believe that it was really my stalker but I guess it was. My theory was social media. I was on every social media out there. Instagram was the worst I had likes and comments like crazy I would never find him. Could I appeal this onto social media maybe that will work? No it would id just me playing his little game right along with him. My little friend thought he was trying to intimidate me? Well it would take a lot more than that.
I then received a text message when I looked don it read "Hello beautiful I just want you to know I am very intimate to you and everything you do. I'm always close and I will never be far from you my love sweet dreams princess."
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Teen FictionThese were consistent phone calls so why not answer. "Hello" my shaky voice said into the phone. "Hello beautiful how was your walk in the park this morning?" the man spoke back.