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It was April 2020, and we were in the thick of the pandemic. Everything was shut down, and the only human interaction available was social media. I began getting follow requests on Instagram more frequently and chalked this up to boredom from sitting at home all day.
I received a request from a guy who appeared to know a close friend of mine...at least from what he told me when he DM'ed me. I accepted the request and began answering his messages. We talked about the current climate of the world, what we were watching on Netflix, etc...nothing abnormal. He had a tendency to send me a lot of DM's at once, which was a bit overwhelming, but again, I chalked it up to the lack of contact from the pandemic.
Anyways, as time went on, I began to feel like this man was getting a little too...intrusive with his messaging--mainly with the growing obsession, he began to show. He'd consistently talk about how "perfect" I was and that when I posted videos, he felt like I was talking to him and only him. He said my eyes pierced his soul. Naturally, this freaked me out. I asked my friend what his deal was. She told me she had no idea who he was and that he was just a random follower of hers, so the story he told me about knowing her was fabricated.
A year passes by and he's still sending hundreds of DM's, including voice memos and songs he'd make up about me. He also would regularly talk about how he’d take me shopping and out to eat when we “met in person” even though I’d tell him I didn’t want to meet him. At one point he kept repeating this cryptic message about kissing stars which I later realized he was referring to a tattoo I have on my upper right thigh. He was trying to tell me he’d kiss my upper thigh when he got the chance to meet me. I expressed my disgust which aggravated him. He seemed to not like the fact that I was openly repulsed by him…which should have made him go away but I think he liked the chase of trying to change my mind.
I'd block him but then he'd message me on another social media platform. He was not letting up. I tried being polite, I tried ignoring him, I tried being rude...nothing was working.
Then, after I posted a short storytime with a couple of the weird voice memos he sent me, he somehow found the post. I did not include any of his information in the video, but he found it somehow. And he sent me my address to tell me to "take the video down." I did immediately. He began to ramble about how he "would never hurt me" and this was just to "grab my attention." It was very creepy. The creepiest of all, though was when he sent me 101 voice messages describing in disgusting detail how he would stand behind me while whispering in my ear and graze his lips across my neck and I'd "receive his touch"...I literally felt sick to my stomach. I didn't listen to all of them because it made me physically ill.
Fortunately, since the last time I blocked him, he has not tried to reach out again...to my knowledge.
I don't understand how someone could become so obsessed, yet never meet in person. So, creepy internet guy...let's not meet. EVER.
I tried posting this first to /letsnotmeet but they removed it and suggested this sub. English isn’t my first language so some terms might seem a bit off, translating is difficult sometimes. I’m open to learn, so feel free to point out typos and weird words.
When this happened I was 26yo, my mom had died a year before, my first love had dumped me for another woman two weeks later and I had serious family fights because of my aunt. I inherited moms house and moved in. As a teen I had one old granny brainwash me that certain feelings and clothing styles made me a whore and I can only blame myself if I get sexually harrassed or assaulted. I’ve been harrassed since 9-10yo, luckily never assaulted. I was mentally in pieces and too gullible to any friendly words. That’s the short background and the state I was in.
I posted mostly about my dogs in tracks somewhere in forests nearby, some pictures of my house and a couple of myself in a nice outfit or trying makeup for the first tine in years. There was two big national parks close by and I liked many pictures from them. As I saw a landmark I’ve never seen I commented and asked where it was. The old man posting it told me vaguely where and later asked with a message if we could have a talk. I stupidly said okay.
He seemed lonely, although he had lots of followers and he had friends in his posts. I was lonely in a friendgroup thanks to my ex, so nothing new. We messaged for I think an hour about everyday things. Then stopped and I thought nothing of it. I remember he wanted to talk some other day and I wasn’t busy. Some of my friends were his age, about 60-70yo, so it wasn’t biggie to humor probably lonely and bored old person.
I had known him for a week or two, messaged a couple of times, when he started to message me franticly in the middle of the night. He wrote his dog was hit by a car and died and he was gonna kill himself. I tried to talk him out of it, but then he started telling me how he loved me, wanted to meet and as I tried to figure how to say no, he again told me he’d kill himself and he loved me.
Saying now that I was freaked out is an understatement. I was crying in terror when he wrote he knew where I live, he recognized my house. I got him somehow to go to sleep. At morning he stared again, but I ignored not knowing how to handle this. He swore he loved me, was drunk last night and was so sorry for threatning to kill himself. Then he asked if we could meet in person. Thinking he might just appear to my door I said ’no’ and finally after him asking and pleading I said I’ve had creepy encounters before and now I think this is too much for me and I wish we stop communicating.
He accused me of calling him pedo, pleaded me to meet him and I turned my profile to private, removed him from my followers TWICE and ignored him, all the time scared that he’d kill himself and I was the one to blame( young girls reading this, this was him blackmailing me, it’s a stragedy to manipulate with guilt! Don’t ever think you’re to blame if someone is threatning you like this!) I also removed posts about my house and still am too anxious to attach location to posts.
After a couple of years I had to turn my profile into business account and as so, public. He started messaging me christmass hellos and other annual even greetings. I ignored. Then one day the message was ;could you still trust me?
I ignored and years later during therapy I finally blocked him and told about this to my brothers. I instantly got three angry big brothers to have my back.
Edit. Some typos.
Hello Reddit, pretty sure this belongs in this subreddit, though you are welcome to direct me otherwise. However, I have a story for you I've wanted to post for a while.
Anyone of you remember that time there was a tragic mass shooting at an anime convention about 3 years ago? No? You're welcome.
So some time ago I was admin on a Facebook page for a popular webseries about fairytale characters using unique weapons to save the 4 kingdoms. On there we admins get some very unique messages, usually from bad posts to language and the occasional harassment.
One time, something popped up in the admin chat. It was threats about a potential shooter at an upcoming anime convention. The admins were discussing what to do when I told them to send me all the evidence. Absolutely everything. Anything that wasn't verified, get it verified, such as someone was being harassed but wouldn't say the person's name, confirm it WAS that person (anything that can be used in court and not speculation). So they handed over all the evidence of this person's posts, and these are some of the posts I received (spelling and grammatical errors included), some writing is [edited] for ruling.
Post to cosplayer
"If u go to expo youre going to get [HUGGED] fucking femineist bitch slut I know what youre gonna cosplay as Its a promise bitch slut see you at expo lol"
And in another discussion
Shooter: "I have a gun"
Unknown: "You just end up threatening people and making it worse for yourself. And yeah I'm sure."
Shooter: "Ohh no its not like i can make it any wirse for myself"
Unknown: "Just stop digging this damn hole man"
Shooter: No.
Unknown: "Fine whateverm If you can't see I'm trying to help them I'm just gonna leave you to it."
Shooter: "Good, I don't need help immah die one day so why not go out with a bang."
Another post:
"It's acutaily funny that people are worried im guna get seriously hurt at [CONVENTION]?"
And also,
Unknown: I ain't I've done fuck all XD XD
Shooter: "I remmmber the past."
Unknown: "Yeah that's because what you did on FB was out of order. That's what makes people wanna kick your head in. If you don't wanna get beaten up best thing to do is don't be cocky or angry react all the time."
Shooter: "no idc everyone will get what they deserve."
Unknown: "you're not gonna fuck off to ISIS are you? XD"
Shooter: "no but i hate cosplayers"
Unknown: "if you hate cosplayers then don't bother going. Because you'll end up being banned from ALL comic cons."
Shooter: "i aint even banned from [CONVENTION] you retard."
Unknown: "Okay now youre being a massive cunt for calling me that dude. You might as well get your head kicked in and get your head sorted out."
Shooter: "what was that you called me when you first messaged me? dont be a hypocrit dude."
Unknown: "I ain't a hypocrite i grew up. There's no need to be like this all the time."
Shooter: theres plenty a reason.
Unknown: "I don't care just stop being like this and be nice to people for once."
Shooter: "o fuck people."
Unknown: You're gonna be so alone if you're going to keep being like this"
Shooter: "Ohh noo"
Unknown: you know what I'm staying out of this. Trying to help you be a better person like everyone else does and throw it back in their face because you wanna be the center of attention. It's getting old so stop being like this"
Shooter: no ill cause misery at [CONVENTION] just you wait.
Unknown: "okay. I'll bring the popcorn and watch and record everything."
With these confirmed posts I reached out to the head of the convention with the title "SERIOUS: Potential Shooter" and explained to the head who I was, how I got hold of this material, and all the material, along with photos of his face. The head responded back shortly after saying this will be sent to head of security.
It was not a but a few hours later the admin chat blew up again with a post from the potential shooter that he was banned from conventions permanently. Seems security went on high alert after that email. I don't know if they ever took to legal matters, but what I do know is I would never have slept at night if something had happened and I did nothing
Better to prevent something from happening, than to do nothing and something did happen, knowing you could have stopped it.
I wanted to get this off my chest for SO LONG. It's been years.
The story takes place around the time I was like 11-12. I could be mistaken, because I realized what actually happened, like, 4 years ago. I never brought this story up again with my parents because I remember clearly that when they found out what happened my mom got scared SO BAD she nearly had a heart attack and since she actually had one years ago, I don't want to stress her.
When I was little, I was often home alone. I always had a babysitter, but as I got older we didn't ask her to come anymore. This was around the time when I started going to middle school, so my schedule was: coming home from school (the bus got me off directly in front of my house), eating the lunch my mom pre-made for me and then wait usually a couple of hours before she came home from work.
At the time we only had a family computer in the house. We each had our own account, but I didn't have a password so that they could check on me from time to time. Around that time I got into anime, so I just used it to watch them and save fanart. I then discovered windows movie maker and got to create the sickest AMVs a young teenager could imagine. So, that's how I filled those couple hours; at least until I heard my mom coming back. Then I would rush into my room and pretend I was doing homework all along, because I didn't want her to think I was a pushover.
Then, all of a sudden, I started messaging with "him". For the life of me I can't remember HOW, exactly, "he" got into contact with me, but I feel that it was linked to my YT activity. Maybe he left a comment or something like that, I really can't remember. Anyways, the only info I got of him was that he was a man older than me, that he liked me and "my work", and that he was lonely and needed a friend. We messaged on skype and every time we called I had the cam on, but his wasn't. He said that it was broken. Even his mic was.
I never saw him or heard his voice, but he saw and listened to me nearly everyday. This is what terrifies me the most to this day.
I don't remember very well what we talked about. But we did it everyday. I would talk and he would respond via written message. I don't remember his name, but it was an actual name, not a nickname. It probably wasn't his real name, but this is just me assuming. I never once thought it was inappropriate and I wasn't uncomfortable when I talked with him, but thought it was strange he wouldn't repair his pc even after all those months. But at the end of the day, while strange, I thought I found a new friend that showered me in attention and compliments. For young me, freshly coming off being bullied for the entirety of elementary school, was like finding gold in a river.
One particular exchange I remember vividly: I was eating a giant meringue my dad got for me (I love them) while I talked to him. He didn't write for a long time so I asked if something was wrong, if he was still there. He replyed after a while, and said that I had very pretty lips. That threw me off, but atm I didn't think much of it.
I was saved by my mom. Even though she always worked herself to the bone and was not always the most amicable, she loved me with all her heart and always had attention to details for everything, especially her only daughter. She one day noticed an envelope, addressed to a man she didn't know. I was trying to send him a letter written by hand, because he said that his birthday was coming up and he wanted a present from me. He also began talking about the possibility of meeting in person.
Questions ensued and I happily told him of my faceless friend. She FREAKED OUT and immediately forbid me from talking to him and got my dad involved. They both made me promise to never contact that man again and took precautions so that neither him could contact me. I remember being bummed out for not being able to talk to him, but I also remember letting it go pretty quickly. Maybe because I was young or because I shortly after met my best friend who also lived near me, so I finally had company.
I don't know why I remembered what happened only many years later, but it was like a lightning struck me and I realized what, exactly, I risked during that period of my life. Everytime I think about it, I get such a sense of dread that it's hard to shake off. Since I got my memories back, I never talked about this with anyone. My mom was literally my godsent angel and was responsible for me never talking with that man again.
So, dear creepy, faceless & voiceless "friend": let's continue to not meet. I hope you didn't harm anyone else.
I need help.
I met a guy online and added him on snap when i was 16. He was cute and all that. But he kept asking for pictures (you know what i mean). He traumatised me. He kept forcing me into a relationship, manipulating me for more.
My common sense snapped back eventually. I told him a firm no. and then came the emotional blackmailing about spreading my pictures online. I blocked him, deleted snap and tried my best to forget about the fiasco.
A few months later, he contacted me on the site we met again. I blocked him there as well. He made other members on there text me to add him back and at least let him apologise. Big mistake. His apologies were a blackmail to get me back. Else, he threatened he would send screenshots of our chat on instagram to my partner who I am in a great relationship with. I didn’t want my partner to get dragged into this at the time, and with a little support and help from one of my friends, I blocked him everywhere possible.
It has been over a year to that now. There’s been no contact whatsoever. I’m happy but still so fucking worried that he might just come into my life and blackmail me. People have reassured me that nothing scary is going to happen but I am so so scared. I don’t even know what his real name and age is. My career ,my relationship is going so great at the moment and i’m terrified that i’m going to lose that over my lack of judgment when i was 15-16.
Any help, advice will be greatly appreciated.
Anonymous pedophile sends voice chat explicit video of children
The incident occurred when I was streaming my art in a discord server. I was talking to a nice set of people in the call. Two of them were female and the other was a male. Overall It was nice to talk to them, they gave me helpful advice on my art.
Then, an individual with the username “water bucket gaming” joined the call and said nothing. His profile picture had a disturbed yellow face that stuck in my head after everything happened. He joined and quickly left the call.
It was at this point he sent the group explicit videos of children. The video had a cute puppy as clickbait for the screen but explicit content of children once the video was played. However, the two females and I hadn’t seen messages that were sent by him.
But the other person, the male, was not so fortunate. He was the first and only one to click the video. The footage he saw disturbed him severely. I can only imagine the permanent scars he holds in his memory now.
Disgusted and traumatized, he told us immediately. Telling us not to click the video. Fortunately none of us had clicked the video so we saw nothing.
A moderator was called and he was banned off the server.
As I recover from this experience I can only wonder what kind of sick demented pleasure the pedophile had from sending that. So water bucket gaming, the user who sent the videos, let’s never meet again.
My hacker story
I honestly don’t know how to do this correctly but I’ll try. 2 years ago one of my friends(I’ll call j) texted me on discord saying this hacker was harassing him and saying that he knew j’s name. I wanted to help J since I hadn’t talked to him since one year ago I moved. As soon as J invited me to the chat I wanted to confront him but I had to be patient. The “hacker” wanted to seem like a good guy and said J wasn’t being a gent after I told him not to threaten my friend ever again. I sent the guy a screenshot J had sent my prior. The guy said “boy don’t mess with me or my son”. I wanted to act tough so I said “If you want reveal my address I don’t care”. He responded “Son, unlike other I like you. I’ll spare you but will tell you your name”. He then said my name. I was still hanging on to my tough act and “I said yeah it is so what”. He then said “Son I’m letting you go. I’m ending this conversation. Watch me become admin”. My friend was the admin and told him that. The hacker then said “oh?you don’t fear me?” I responded with no and then he left. That scared me a little but I didn’t want to give in to the guy. I’m not sure if he was a real hacker or just some guy who could pull up names.
when i was 11-12 i really liked facebook.i was in to fandoms and stuff, and got in to many groups about it.this story starts when i was 12, i had an problems my friends irl and wanted to make friends online. i joined a group about harry potter roleplaying? different lessons were different groupchats, and whenever a class started this guy "james" would message me. first he started to ask me if i liked it in the group, why i wasn't more active and stuff.then he started to ask me about my personal life also told me stuff i didn't ask about.james was at least 24, he was having problems bc his college was away from where he was raised,, i don't remember it all but he told me a lot of things.he was my "best friend" now.we talked as friends for a while but we slowly grew distant i deleted the app from my phone and didn't log in ever again when i opened instagram.
2 years later, i got a text from him.i still don't know where he found my number. it was something like hey im james surname.i responded, we did small talk.he started calling me things like baby, sexy, sweety? and weird stuff like that, asked me some uncomfortable thngs i didnt respond to then he send a dick pic and i blocked him.he kept texting from different numbers, found me in all social media i used.he pretended to be different ppl, tricked me multiple times and talked to me for short amounts of time until he got creepy.i opened new accounts and stopped using my real name at 16, and he hasn't found me since, expect for a few phone calls which ended with me blocking the number he called from.
for future replies; i am now 18, no i never told my parents bc im strickly forbidden from talking to strangers on the internet and they would get angry at me. no i didn't see any signs of creepiness when we first met.
Run in with a Cult
Whenever I have been around people in my work industry we always hear of the horror stories of crazy cults; people getting paid for weird requests and such, but I've never thought with my luck I'd have to worry about being in one of these stories. Man was I wrong, this is probably going to be a mini series since its a bit long.
For some background, I am a very much introverted person, I don't go out much if its outside of my small group of friends. I started doing OnlyFans around this time where it was very popular in quarantine. I had already been on Fetlife which is a fetish based network like facebook but for the kink community so I was thinking doing OnlyFans wouldn't be too hard considering I was already involved in the kink community because of my work at the adult store and my time on fetlife.
Usually with friend requests I don't normally accept them if I don't know the person in real life due to past events of issues online, my red flag radar was fairly used to sensing something was off if I was in danger, however this time it was a silent danger I wasn't prepared for. I had begun posting regular content on my account and was told to make a Twitter for a following fanbase for my work which made sense at the time, I was fairly new to the idea of it. I was logged into my Fet to check my messages for the day and a new friend request popped up with a message.
"Thank you (insert my name on fet) for taking the time to read my message, I'm (well just call him wolfie) I am excited to help you with your OnlyFans because I see you have potential and I can help! Please feel free to message if interested in working together, wolfie" I wasn't sure why the message came off so proper with the tag line of something to the effect of join us? Its been a few months so my memory is a bit fuzzy to all the exact message details because I mainly wanted to block out as much as I could.
I started looking a the profile to see if I would find any reasons not to add them to my account because I was fairly new to having people I didn't know as friends. I saw the was in a pack with several women in all different age groups and that we all had an onlyfans and modeling in common which wasn't something that was alarming to me. I added him back and shortly that began the introduction into the cult.
I slowly started getting more messages in my inbox about how they could help me because I was now one of the pack, I didn't think it meant anything more than being friendly. Something in the back of my mind was telling me to be careful but stupid is as stupid does and I paid it no mind. I wish I had now in retrospect.
When I was at work wolfie would blow up my inbox with messages saying he added me to a group on twitter that was special because it had all of our pages in it and we had to do a chain of if one girl posted about her OF we had to share it and keep the pack happy which seemed harmless. That became an every hour a new post was made and we had to share and do the same in return for ours. I thought this was normal for Twitter because I hardly ever use it.
I was put in two chats, the main chat and the one with just wolfie and his wife because she wanted to see if I was a good match for their pack. He would often send me photos of them in bed and say things like one day you'll be in the middle of us where you belong. Mind you I am in a relationship with my partner of 8 years at this point so I wasn't sure if he was just kidding or not. He would send me messages of him telling me how to post my pages, my photos and anytime I had updated my Fetlife with new modeling photos he was the first to comment "This is my cub, appreciate her or I'll end you" things of that nature. I get the whole being an alpha but it was just getting creepy to me that just seconds after my post went live it was already getting attention.
To my knowledge there isn't a way to get notifications of someone's posts on that specific site like twitter unless he had my page open...waiting... I started to feel more strange vibes when he started sending me messages via his wife and her telling me someday we were all going to get a place in the middle of nowhere, no one would find us and we'd all do sex work together and live together in this wolf alpha based lifestyle. (which sounds like a cult now that I'm actually writing this..) There were 4 other girls that were all doing the same thing, listening and doing everything their alpha said.
A few days went by and wolfie started really making me feel incredibly uncomfortable with anything that this was, he did a posted writing of his own on his page and made sure to tell me in the group that I was his favorite new little cub and this was for my own good. The writing was about how he loved me and told me to be in his outfit and wait in my room for him, he snuck into my apartment and attacked my partner, beat him close to death and brought him up to my room. He wrote I had to chose who I loved more (he wrote I chose him over my partner) and that he then dominated me and killed my partner and I was stolen away to live with him and his pack forever.
My stomach had dropped out of my body as I re read the story he had created, the details of my apartment he couldn't possibly know, the things about my home nobody knew unless they were in my home scared me. I was on edge for days because I didn't have a clue how he knew these details. My skin was crawling. I told him I didn't know how I felt of the story he fantasized about me in his world. I knew this was it the reason I had to run!
I had to take a break to finish the end of this story because of how creepy it is for me to have to write and relive because its terrifying.
Wolfie kept showing the rest of his pack the story and had me under his list of relationships as his Submissive and in a poly relationship with him and his wife. My skin for days was crawling with the fear of me not knowing how he knew all the things he knew. I never posted about my home, he saw a post of me in a bad mood from a disagreement but that wasn't cause for him to write a fantasized life of murder and rape and such, was it?
The rest of that week I wore oversized clothes and cried on and off because I was terrified to be alone in my apartment. I showed my partner and friend and they both agreed that this was not something I would be able to handle on my own. I took myself out of the groups on twitter for a start and tried not to draw attention to woflie when the girls started messaging me out of the blue saying they didn't understand why I wanted to be brain washed by my partner and they loved me and everything would be fine if I went with them.
I deleted my twitter and also my OF because I didn't know what they could find me on, I blocked them all on my new accounts, and I also took down my profile on Fetlife and made a new one with a completely different name and credentials so they couldn't find me, I even changed my number because wolfie found out what it was to try and get me to talk to him and explain why I was pulling away.
I made new accounts and made sure everyone was aware that needed to know about this potential stalker so I could maintain my sanity. I thought it was over when a week had passed and I didn't see any new messages on my new profile on Fetlife or my messages. Man was I wrong.
My best friend had checked her messages on Instagram where of course, he found me via her. He asked if she knew where I was and if I was okay because I disappeared out of nowhere. I thought I had escaped the nightmare. I went to my Instagram I had made and had a few different messages from him about him coming to get me to rescue me and save me. I was terrified how far would this guy go for me? Why couldn't he just leave me alone!
I blocked him again and countless times of changing my names and such I had finally reached a point of just getting into the habit of bringing my knife to work in my boots and locking my deadbolt when I was alone because I didn't want to be afraid anymore. This was almost of a month of me being terrified out of my mind!
I made one last post on my fetlife about him so all my following could see I was in real danger, and I was done being afraid and openly said if they were wanting to come for me I'd be ready with law enforcement and such, thankfully after that post was made public I went to check his profile to see if it was still up and it was gone!
Its been a few months since this has happened and thank god I haven't had any weird messages, or my friends getting anything weird from this whole thing. I wish I would've listened to my intuition about this in the first place. Maybe then it could've been avoided. Thankfully I am safe from this insane wolfpack cult!
So for some context, i am a teenage male with long dark hair and this happened maybe an hour ago when I was home alone.
I saw all these videos on youtube about omegle horror stories and pranks, now im not particularly brave or anything but I will do something if im bored, after thinking for a while I built up the courage to go on omegle. I wanted to be funny so i wouldnt respond to anything they said, I then came across this guy that kept saying for me to talk or else, and being a teenager i wanted to make him mad so I asked what he would do in chat. All he said was "you should talk more" and then left. I felt pretty proud of me being a jerk but slighty disturbed so I turned omegle off and went to my tutoring class.
After a few minutes of khan academy with my tutor I heard my dogs barking and they wouldnt stop even when I took them into another room, I figured maybe somebody made a loud noise or had a dog whistle. Boy, was I wrong. After calming down my dogs and getting back to tutoring I heard the noise this time, somebody had knocked on my back door; my back door is gated off with a 4 foot fence and a lock, the only way somebody could get in is if they had a key or jumped over it. After looking outside for about 10 minutes I called my step dad and told him everything. He told me that when he gets home he'll look around. I accepted that because he is a doctor and has a lot of work.
Half an hour passes, my dogs are outside and i hear a thump outside my door, i looked around there was a rock with blue paint on it, after that I heard my dog barking at our drive way. I have never been this scared in my life, I just feel lucky to have 3 dogs in my house at all times.
Now Im not the kind to show emotion or get scared easily but that freaked me out. Im shaking and on the verge of calling the police, and as i was writing this I remembered that guy on omegle. Now im scared for my life and my family.
This happened a couple weeks back, and I was scared somewhat sh*tless at the time.
Backstory: I have a YouTube channel (if you want to see it, it's on my bio) and I'd recently done a video celebrating PewDiePie's birthday. My name was on the inside of my phone case, but that was it which was shown during the video.
I didn't think much of it, until I got a call on my mobile from an unknown number a couple weeks back. The conversation went something like this:
Creepy stalkers: Daaavvveee
Me: Who is this?
Creepy Stalkers: The doctor's
Me: Nice try
Then I hung up. I thought this would be the end of it, but I later got another phone call.
Creepy Stalkers: Dave! Don't hang up on me!
Me: Is this a prank call? (I know, stupid question)
Creepy Stalkers: No, It's not an F'ing prank call!
Me: Call this number again and I'll call the police!
Then I hung up. I told my mum about this, and she got me to remove the part of the video with my name showing. The strangest part about this is that I'd never shown my phone number on any videos, yet they still somehow knew it. I got a couple more calls that night that just said "unknown", but I ignored them.
If anyone's wondering, the reason I said "stalkers" and not "stalker" is cause I'm pretty sure I heard someone else in the background. I texted a couple friends, asking if they'd also had any weird calls, and 1 said he had and that 2 others he knows and that I know, but I'm not really friends with, also got similar calls.
So, creepy YouTube stalkers,
Let's Not Meet.
I came across a Twitter account that got backlash. One of the people I followed had tweeted at it.
Well, it had a linked website, and pictures of cats with paper saying things like “my cat is so soft” and such.
I thought it was a cat website, y’know? Like the websites that compile images of cats, so I was wondering why it got so much backlash. (Keep in mind that I only saw that one tweet, that only said something like “burn in hell.” and stuff.)
First, before we get gory, a little about me: •I’m a loving cat owner, I own two cats. (A loving Siamese and a amazing orange tabby.) •Cats are like- My spirit animal. •I follow 12 cat pages on Instagram. •As you can tell I love cats, and I could never see them hurt.
Well. I didn’t know what I was getting into. The website displayed two videos, with the said titles. I clicked one. What I saw has traumatized me for a week.
The video starts with some high heels, and a kitten being held under them. The heels press into the kitten, and it runs off camera. Few seconds later, the kitten was back and the heels are seen crushing the head of the kitten open.
I won’t go into too much detail. But I was traumatized.
Ever since I’ve been holding my cats extra close and I’ve booked a appointment with a therapist.
Now, the address and stuff of the perpetrator/s have been leaked (if it isn’t a sham) but it hasn’t helped, nothing has been done. I’m mortified of this person, and of the cats they’ll harm again.
Extra note: I’m not a sensitive person. I look at gore and it doesn’t bother me; I just- Get really hurt when animals are involved. They are innocent creatures.
TL;DR: Clicked on a website and got horrified because I saw animal abuse.