Anonymous Hacks Love

Chapter 1

It's late at night, I find myself lost in my phone. Like every other night, I have nothing better to do then scroll mindlessly for hours. Another video about anonymous pops up on my For you page as I scroll through TikTok. Our generation is hilarious, it's a fan edit of Anonymous and the comments are filled with horny girls and boys fanning over him. I can't blame them, who wouldn't be intrigued by that. The power that Anonymous hackers have, I have trouble figuring out how to change my username. To think people can just manipulate the web like that, to gen Z that is practically a super power. I'm glad they're on our side... brilliant hackers fighting the corrupt government, sounds like something from a movie.
A notification slides down onto my screen, someone added me on Instagram. As I read the inappropriate username I sigh. I click the notification, another sketchy profile. Again. I know why they're adding me, the memories flood back into my mind sending me into a slight panic attack. A few months ago I was in desperate need of money, my close friend was as well. We found a man on Snapchat willing to send us $2,000 for some bra pics. Although I felt uncomfortable with the idea it's not like I haven't taken those pictures before, nearly everyone has, and it was just one picture... Or so I thought. I was naive, I was only 15 at the time. After I sent the picture he blackmailed me for more and more. Using my address and picture as leverage. I didn't know what to do, so filled with fear I just sent him whatever he asked for, until he blocked me and took my dignity and self worth with him. I have felt dirty and shameful sense, that predator sends my pictures to other pedophiles along with my Instagram. Hence the sketchy profiles adding me, looking to see if they can use me like he did. I am not that gullible anymore though...
A single tear falls onto my phone screen, I am consumed with self hate and anger. I feel so dirty, no one has ever made me feel so violated. I wish this could just stop, maybe if I make a new account I wouldn't have to deal with it anymore, but that won't change anything overall. No, I'll just keep my profile on private. Maybe I can try something though, I doubt it will work, but I could give it a shot.
After scrolling through countless chatting websites with groups of hackers I start to give up. Everyone charges so much, I decide to copy and paste a statement into tons of chats: "I need help. If anyone is willing to help me for a low price it would be very appreciated! I know it's asking a lot, but I am a minor and someone has pictures of me they shouldn't. If anyone knows how to help, please, please DM me!!" Just as I am about to give up and continue to mindlessly scroll through Tiktok again as a distraction I get a notification.

XxHackingJustice: "Hello. I can help you." I don't want to get my hopes up, but I can't help to smile. I type,
Rose._.O: "Thank you! How much do you charge?"
XxHackingJustice: "I don't charge, explain what you need and any information you have."
Rose._.O: "Are you serious, is this a scam or something??"
XxHackingJustice: "No it's not. Tell me what happened."
This might be a bad idea, but there's nothing to lose. I explain what happened to me, how I was blackmailed for nudes. I start to tremble as I type out my story to a stranger.

XxHackingJustice: "I am so sorry, that must be awful. It will be tricky, but I can remove those pictures from the internet forever. I can remove them from all those pedophiles phones and you won't have to worry about it ever again. All I need is his Snapchat username. We do not forgive, we do not forget." My eyes start to water, but not with sadness, relief.
Rose._.O: "you can really do that? His Snapchat is joho345..."
XxHackingJustice: "I'm really good at my job, you will have justice."
Rose._.O: "thank you sm <3"
I turn off my phone for a second. I wonder if they can actually do it, there's really no way I would know if they did or not. Something about what they said sounds familiar though... I whisper to myself, "We do not forgive, we do not forget."