Simulating conversations are few and far between, and maybe that is why I don't slip into there as often. I am usually greeted with silence~ and who likes to talk to themselves?
Over the last few months, there has been a chatter that likes to threaten me. He/she goes by the nickname "Murder". This chatter's main goal is to scare me. The person has figured out where I live, or to a 150-500 miles accuracy.
He (or she but let's assume he) thinks he is clever to name cities, streets, transportation, and landmarks around where I live to seem to know where I am. He also like to spout headings from news stories in my area as well.
Yesterday, he told me he had hacked me and he had a friend in the MVA, so he has my license number. I almost forgot, he has also been watching me for two weeks...
Of course, he can't tell me what kind of car I drive or what I wore or even who I was with~ but he wants me to think he has been obsessing with my every move for weeks~ or months because he has been saying my end is soon~ for awhile now.
So according to Murder, my destiny is to die soon, very soon, for what? It seems, I have ruffled the feathers of this raven~ and I guess for something I said in a public chatroom means I must die. I have always tried to be nice and being nice has probably sealed my fate~
I am not going to worry about how I will die...what is the point? When it is my time, I will face it then, no need to worry now~ I will go on living without looking over my shoulder~ if it is truly my fate~ then it will be and there is nothing to do about it~
I will not walk away~ I will be strong until the end~ I will love hard and fight harder for what is right~ I will have no regrets~you will not break me with words in a place that you hide who you are~ fly away little raven~find peace in your life~
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