I've been expecting you.
Quite a creepy greeting, but I have.
Lord knows how you got here,
Maybe you just drove the Wattpad Shuffle button and landed here,
Maybe you just typed up my name in the search box
Maybe you just know me.
Whatever brought you here, it was just by convenience, right?
Coming here was an intended? Or an accident?
Wrong.
There are no accidents, no coincidences
When someone "stumbles" upon my page.
You are here because THEY want you to be.
They're testing you,
Seeing how well you cope with me
Already figuring out ways to deal with you.
As you read this, 
They're watching your reactions,
Taking note of every flicker of your eyes, every twitch of your lips, every minuscule tremor in your fingers..
They make paparazzi look like photographers for a school newspaper.
And once your close-ups get a little too close for comfort,
You'll wish you'd never met me.
You'll start running to the first and farthest place you can think of
Thinking you'll find refuge,
That you can hide from them.
It's quite funny, actually.
They'll already have known every intricate detail about you.
Where you live, who you love, who you gave your pencil to last Friday...
It's all on file.
If they haven't found you yet,
That's only because they don't want you found.
Or even worse, they have plans for you.
How do I know this? Not important.
Who am I? Again, not important.
The most important question you should be asking me:
"How do I save myself?"
You don't.
I save you. Hopefully.
Some of you might object to this,
Too drenched in your pride to regard what I'm telling you with great caution.
If you think you can handle them yourself,
Then go. I'm not gonna stop you.
I should have told you to stop reading this from the very beginning.
Oh well. We're all prone to mistakes every once in a while.

As for those who value their lives,
I have one order for you:
Keep an eye open at all times. 
I cant guarantee you'll be safe, but this is a start.

-Ame