My phone rang, and a familiar voiced talk. It was a guy from my previous class.

He told me that he liked me. And since I’m very unfamiliar of the situation, I panicked. I told him he was out of his mind. That is he even thinking of the things he’s been telling.

The calls became an everyday thing. But something felt wrong. It seemed like there was people with him. And they were laughing. We never really talked in school, so it feels weird to have me talking to him at a regular basis. And he’s just always so pushy with me giving in to what he wants – to be his girlfriend.

The day came wherein I was able to see him in school, I said hi… and he just looked at me. Like all those calls were just a fragment of my imagination. The once very pushy guy, who told me he likes me, seemed like a stranger.

Then he called again. Saying that he did not see me today. Which was weird. Because I basically dug my own hole saying hi to him that morning.

Then came the big reveal: that person, never really called me. EVER.

Turns out that my persistent caller was a group of friends, armed with a voice changer.  

I won’t go into details, but it was so diabolical. It’s sickening. And to think that these people never even told me that they were the culprits. They never even apologized. It was just pure evil. And that saddens me.