Did you ever wonder what is it like to be hacked? That thing what you can't see. Can't guilt anybody.
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[Disclaimer-This is based on my real story]
It's 8.31 pm. Great timing when Helena means freaking 8. But as soon without me thinking about how late is she always the phone rang.
*Hey?* *Haha why so questionable?* *Well you finally called* *Oh i am always on- WHAT THE HECK?* *This is the first time you don't swear i promise- *Somebody just rang! Ra-rang on my doorbell!* *Well i don't see a freaking pro- *But my mom is not near the home at all!* *How can you be so sure? Maybe she just changed her typical chores for one day.* *Ermm...i have a tracker of my mom on my phone.* *What?* *Hey it is normal now okay, we all have tracker of each other and- *And what?* *Omg it ringed again Kate! Someone is here! I am scared to go here...seriously* *Dude it's probably nothing. It's a mail! Okey?* *Are you sure?* *Yeaaah...Probably.* *Ok i should go check it out wait a minute.* *Uh-huh.*
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*It's a...pizza.* *Omg! AWESOME! I love salami pizza. I wish i could've been- *But Kate... *What, again?* *I did not order pizza.*
