The messages are getting worse, and Kay is really getting desperate. But what can she do?
Kay got another message as she was leaving for school.
unknown number: You’re so ugly.
She put her phone back in her pocket and set off for the bus stop. There were more messages every day
now and it was really getting her down. She didn’t know who it was or why they were picking on her. It
might be more than one person. They kept changing names. The phone beeped again.
candybear76: freak!
She’d always got on well with everyone and she couldn’t think why anyone would do this to her. Now her
friends were avoiding her. Becky was the only one who’d stayed by her. They’d been friends since they
were six. The phone beeped again. I’m not going to look, she thought. But what if it was Mum? She looked.
It was a comment on her Facebook profile picture.
princesspusheen: Stop taking photos of yourself. No one wants to look at you. Loser!
Her heart was pounding now. She turned her phone off. She’d tried to delete the posts and block the user
but they kept coming back with a different name. Becky thought it must be a hacker. Kay had sent
messages to the sites telling them what was happening but they’d done nothing yet.
Becky was waiting for her at the bus stop. 'Hi, Kay, are you all right? You look terrible!' 'No, I’ve been
getting those stupid messages all morning. I’ve got to do something, Becky. I’m starting to go mad. Do you
think I should go to the police?' 'Well, you could try,' said Becky. 'But I heard they won’t do anything. And
besides, he’s probably using anon.com. Hackers use that site to hide their identity so the police will never
be able to find them. Anyway, I wanted to tell you, I think I might know who it is ...' Just then the bus came
and they got on.
There were lots of kids from school on the bus. Kay felt they were all looking at her. Julie McGann was
whispering something to her friend. They both started laughing. Kay and Becky sat down. 'Who is it?'
asked Kay. 'Shh! He’s sitting at the back. Don’t look!' Kay looked around. Ollie Jones was sitting on the
back seat. He was looking at his phone. 'But why?' asked Kay. 'Well, you did just finish with him, didn’t
you?' said Becky. 'What? We weren’t even going out,' said Kay. 'And I don’t even like him.' 'Yeah, well I
heard he really liked you.'
That day at school was terrible. When she didn’t have classes with Becky no one would sit next to her and
everyone kept looking at her then looking away. She should have left her phone switched off but she didn’t.
She couldn’t stop herself from looking at the messages.