A thought was nagging at me as I edited and uploaded the video.I couldn't quite place it, but something seemed extremely off. I finish, letting my thoughts wander until I check my Twitter to see if I can look at the tweet and figure out out, but then remember I deleted it. I check my Twitter feed anyways, but stop when I see another tweet. From me:
"SO glad I'm finally off the Cube. Hated it anyways, it was so boring."
I delete it again, but once again, there were hundreds of replies.
I finally placed the thought I had; I can't do this by myself. Who can I trust to help me?
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"Listen, Amy, I'm sorry I seemed so harsh. I-Amy, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-Yes, take your time, didn't mean to rush you.." I talk on the phone with my friend, Amelia Evans, or Amy. She's been my best friend ever since first grade. She was nice, and helpful, but I got the feeling she was nervous, for whatever reason. She kept interrupting me.
See, I had called her for help. She wants to be a detective, as she has a knack for figuring out things, and so why not give her a chance to show her skills?
She was also the smartest girl I had ever met, luckily. We'd figure this out in no time....hopefully.
"Okay...Yes, Amy, you can come over, you're always welcome..Okay, cool. See you later, then. Wait, are you spending the night? Okay! Bye." I finish the conversation and hang up.
"Mom,Amy is coming over and spending the night," I say as I walk into the kitchen where mom was making dinner.
"Okay," She replies, mostly focused on making sure the food was going to be perfect.My mom tends to be a bit of a perfectionist, so her cooking is really good. Guess all that's left to do is wait for Amy...
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"Who might it be?" I ask Amy, who was trying to help.
"I don't know, but the tweet was definitely sent from a phone," She replied.
"Okay...ugh, this is just too much...how about we relax for a bit?" I suggest. We had been trying to figure it out for about an hour.
She runs her fingers through her short brown hair and looks at me, stressed."Okay...that'll be fine.."
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Amy-Short brown hair, brown eyes, pale skin. She's pretty petite but strong.
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أدب الهواةThis story has been heavily edited, but it is done, finally. I hope you enjoy it. One simple security mistake can cost you so much more than you think. Kendall Banks has personal experience with this.
