The Mystery Texter
“Hello my little pretty” read the queer text message that I
got last night from a mysterious number at a party. Before we knew it,
everybody in the room was getting text messages from an undercover person,
although none of us knew who this person could possibly be. He talked in a very
intriguing way, using words that didn’t even make sense. This birthday party
had become a mystery, everybody was freaking out and shouting whom they thought
it was sending out these terrifying text messages to everyone, but after almost
everybody had proven that it wasn’t them, we all gave up, although we were all
very squeamish when we received a new message. The mystical person somehow knew
that all of us were together that night, in the same house, and knew us all by
name. It was a truly horrifying experience, how did the texter know us? Our
numbers? How did he/she know we were together? Some people started receiving
some rather vulgar messages that were frightening; Gabby received one telling
her that she would see the person in her next shower. She decided to never
shower again… Who could this person be?!?!?!? He/She would have to be very
smart to trick close to 15 people. Will we ever know who this person is? Yes,
because most of us received a message this morning declaring that he/she would reveal
his/herself Wednesday night. I’m not sure anybody can stand the wait to find
out, but we must, and until then, we will lose lots of sleep and constantly be
on the lookout.
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