BTW- before we start I just want to say thank you to anyone who might still be reading these books, I've spent a lot of time dedicating myself into writing these stories and improving my writing style.

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All I was doing was just texting some stranger, sending a few 'stolen' images back and forth teasing him, the feeling gave me such a thrill, such a rush I was hooked to. Besides it's not like I knew all the risks right? Just might end up seeing this pervert in actual person.

I was hooked onto the feeling of tossing out a line and leading back the stray creature that followed it back in return. It was the power being in complete control of what happened that meant something to my young vulnerable teenage mind, some gave me comfort and company from things I couldn't stand to live through. Others just wanted......those pictures they valued so much.

So it led to no surprise when someone messaged me using my secret name 'Jessica Rabbit' a particularly playful and, well not quite, original name but I thought it was clever. It wasn't much of an abnormal night when everything changed forever, sitting comfortable in my bed having spent countless hours before looking up and downloading pictures beforehand. I was used to the whole 'forgery of pictures'.

There were four big rules I had made up with these strangers:

Rule 1: Never get attached emotionally to any people on here

Rule 2: No pictures ever being shown of myself regardless

Rule 3: No true name being revealed

Rule 4: If something felt off block the user and report them, no matter how nice or how much I liked them

Of course I had a few minor ones that I sometimes used but, these were the main important ones.

The new username of a chatter popped up on my screen 'DaddysHere' I shrugged it off casually chatting with the odd username guy...? He seemed like a pervert until he brought up this idea of some game. I humored with him and decided to play along waiting a tad impatiently for the rules.

After an hour of waiting I realized this was just some perv clicking out of the chat trying to block and report the user. Gasping out of shock once I found I couldn't, the screen glitched right back into the chat the username having changed to 'NaughtyGirl' the chat was still the same! Who the hell is this guy?

That's when the rules finally began popping up......

Rule 1: Be a good girl and obey

Rule 2: Don't make me angry

Rule 3: If you leave you won't see the morning

That last rule is what made me truly lose it clicking out of the chat throwing my phone across the room, panting my chest heaving up and down. This was insane! I needed to call someone, the police? The FBI? The Government? They'd all likely not believe me even if I did die. 

I just needed to relax, maybe if I venture down to the kitchen for some late night food my paranoia will finally settle down.

Have you ever felt that unnerving chill? Just like if you step into a dark alleyway on your way home you feel like someone's going to pop out and grab you?

As I began my journey through the dark with my flashlight as my guide I found myself bumping into things and then clasping onto them for comfort. Why I felt this way was a complete surprise to me. I nearly scream and stumble down the stairs as my cat Bella jumped up onto the table in the upstairs hallway.

My house was dark and not just that comforting homey feel it's like you're standing out in the middle of a corn field just waiting for the coyotes to come devour you whole. My insides churned in my stomach taking each step carefully and slowly.

The floorboards started to creak under my feet as I walked over running off to my front door making sure it was locked leaning against the door sighing shakily as I close my eyes. My chest shakily heaving up and down "What is happening?"

I kept my eyes wildly moving the vigilance even startling me a bit, the room was layered in a velvety darkness until the laptop on the table began to start up. Walking over just picking it up looking at the screen, quickly making my way into my bedroom locking the door. The screen flickered on "What the hell?!" what I saw made my stomach drop, it was a live stream of the front of my house with someone walking towards the back. Holding onto my laptop I looked out the front window not seeing the camera anywhere.

Though I forced myself to look back at the laptop screen seeing myself in the window dropping down and starting to cry, going into the chat typing quickly 'O-okay okay, I'll do whatever you want just please stop'

I felt my entire body start to tremble, it was terrifying. Crawling over and locking the door my breathing quick and jagged.

 (Sorry to leave on a cliffhanger! Come back for part two!)