The truth

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The look on her face was a bit of humor, a bit of surprise and some that was just a plain out smirk.

Then she began to say something.

"Listen, I am not anonymous."

"Well then what about all the proof? Oh and don't ask what proof you know exactly what I'm talking about.", I said.

"Destani you're right. I do know what proof, but you are also wrong. You are wrong because I'm not anonymous. Before you go interrupting me just let me explain how."

I was ready to listen, but not so sure I was going to believe what she said.

It was silent for a few moments then as if the pause was to let me think about it before she continued.

"Yes, I did own an account with the name dest I know your secrets but it wasn't the account. It was a copy of it and if you see the username you can tell the difference because there is a period after I in the real one and in mine it doesn't have it."

She showed me her phone and let me scroll through the account.

I looked at the dm box and the first thing I saw was no pic but that didn't prove anything so I searched some more.

Next, I went and searched what she said was the other account and I found it as sure enough it wasn't the account Kenley owned.

I needed to do one last thing to prove she wasn't it.

"Give me all your devices you can go on Insta with."

I said.

"Ok." she responded "but I don't know how this is helping, don't you just believe me?"

"No." I told her.

"I will only believe after I do something that for sure proves that you are not anonymous."

I then took her phone and ipad.

I logged onto her personal Insta on one and her account that is supposedly fake.

I went on the dest I know your secrets account and sent a dm message to my account.

Sure enough they were two different user names.

Next I sent a dm from her personal account to the original anonymous account.

The message said, I know more info about dest that you don't. If you give me a hint on your name I will spill the information to you.

I then waited and waited and waited.

We ate dinner and watched a movie and ate popcorn and still no response.

I was getting suspicious that she was lying again.

I turned on the tv and clicked on the Netflix app once more.

I scrolled through the movies until I found cyberbully.

I pressed play and watched only half paying attention.

Then, half an hour into the movie I heard my phone buzzing.

It was a call from some number I don't know.

I tried to view the location of the caller by looking underneath the number but that had been blocked.

I paused the movie and answered it.

I walked into the other room and listened.

"Hello?" I said, "who is this?"

"Is this Kenley? I'm willing to tell you one letter in my name if you spill the info now."

The caller had talked in a groggy muffled voice.

It had been changed my a voice changer so it was impossible to tell the gender of the caller.

"Uh no this isn't Kenley you must have the wrong number. this is Kenley's, uh, um, this is Kenley's cousin Shantè."

I replied in a high pitched voice and it was quite hard, but he couldn't know they were actually talking to the girl they stalk.

The caller immediately hung up and I put the beeping phone down and looked at Kenley with wide eyes.

"It's not you."

She replied by saying,
"Who was that?"

He voice showed she was concerned.

I swallowed hard and looked her dead in the eye.

"I just spoke with my stalker. I just spoke with anonymous."

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