The Mysterious Figure from Social Media

Last Christmas, I go to my neighborhood and invite everyone, including my grandparents. But it was no good. The weather was terrible outside, and even we google, it will take weeks to finished. It might be stupid, but it's the best. We didn't even bring an umbrella. Or borrow and a couple weeks more, we lost it. But we still bring our suitcase. It was a bit full of clothes and food. Me, my cousins and my brother jump in our bed. We played for hours until dinner was finished. It was incredible the first time I look at it, chicken with some ketchup with fries, a bun with a jelly inside like a donut, and a big fat turkey. There is more because we invited my grandparents, my cousins and dad's parent, and even his younger brother and his family. It was precious but this main thing is looking kinda stupid from the title. But then, we got to sleep. I was in the middle and the 2 boys are in the corner. A sudden, a door opens with a crack, and a footstep coming in the front door. We both woke at the same time. We were on the second floor and the person is the first floor. We went back to sleep, thinking it was just a dream. But we are wrong. I forgot about this! I was babysitting this 6-year-old boy with my brother. So my cousins weren't familiar, but still, he played with him a lot. This boy is very smart. He beat my brother and cousins with chess! Magnificent! He is a brilliant boy. He is sleeping next to my brother. So it's my brother, the boy, me and my cousins. It was a big bed. The footstep got louder and the boy wakes up with tears in his eyes. His word makes us focus on him. " I have a stalker who is doing this to me! And then started to make all these crazy faces like he is in danger of doing something funny. But when the footsteps got in the kitchen, he looks like he just wanted to go up and punch the criminal. Then the boy cried. I wake up and comfort him by hugging him. " You'll be fine, just hug me, and you will be safe." He hugs me the whole way to sleep. It was comfortable. We always sleep and wake up at the same time using the alarm clock. When we wake up, the boy wasn't there, he was on the ground, crying. What happens? and how could he go down the bed? This time is serious. We look at each other while he truly explains what happen to his head. He said there is a stalker who drags him to a room full of gold. The stalker left him. He found himself crying, and a girl who is there. He took her out, but the stalker knows that immediately take the remote with a big red button. This controls a camera using gold. He presses the button and the biggest gold fall right into his head. The last thing he could hear is the girl crying with tears falling on his face and scream. We decided to share it. This way, we will know. It was the second day. Normally, we would get banned for sharing a stupid story like that, but it was real. The stalker could be someone very dangerous. I told my cousins, my brother about the idea. They agreed and we both join in the serious problem without letting the parents be caught. First is Tik Tok. We are in the middle of it when my parents burst into my room. " What are you doing?". " We ... .. Uhm, doing a Tik Tok," I replied. " Sounds awkward, I never you boys like doing a Tik Tok." Oh, man! We have to do it all again. So, I do it again. This time is better. We describe it in our own words. After we post it, the likes pour in right in time we have seen 1 video. Everyone comment that they would help the boy find the stalker and call the police, or even told them their dad or mom is a policeman, until they find or we find the stalker, they will call their parents. I was so grateful for them. The second is Facebook. We copy the video and again, likes and comments pour in. Some comments like how sad or poor boy, I am really sad. And some are the same in Tik Tok. One name Janice say something really rude. "Gold? There is no way a gold come to the boy's head and blackout!" But better enough, no one likes her comment. Everyone told her it was true about the boy. I stare at that comment and think if Janice's dad is a stalker. The third is Instagram. And again, we copy and pour in with likes and even followers. They say they want to support and I could make a donation. I do. We make it and everyone gives us money. But one day, I forgot to put it on the dining table. The next Friday, it was gone! And a comment on Facebook comes. Janice told me she has the money and becomes rich from someone's donation. Huh? This sounds like mine. Did her dad or mom steal it? The last day came. And this time, I decided to tell the truth. They decided to stay up. I will stay one more night. So, Monday I am going to come home. On the last day, I stay up. Same, the doorstep and 2 people come in. This time is for good. We hide on the stairs while they came. Better than that, we don't get recognized. They took the money. Just then, the boy point at them and said " It's him! It's him!" I didn't know that it's Janice, the same person on Facebook. I and her stare at each other, while the brother and cousins stare at us like we are competing for a boyfriend. I point and told them that's my donation, by kicking her ass. Her dad saw so, quickly push me, pick me up, and wrap me around my neck with his arm. I start coughing. He is very muscular. Then, he took his hand and cover my mouth. Better enough, my neighbor has called the police. I blackout, so the part this time is my dad told me. I am older than Janice. But Janice's dad carry me up and ran away. He gets caught with his daughter. They let me go. They got caught. Janice is sent away for a lesson about respect. Her mom divorced her dad and even find a new man with a girl. She tries to come back with Janice, but she thinks it would break, but no choice and bring Janice away from her muscular daddy. I woke up in a 3 days coma. I come back home, but now, I would teach everyone an important lesson!

Never steal someone if they got something we don't.

Huyen