The new school I transferred to didn’t go as well as I hoped for. I was easily lost in the sea of other students. I felt very alone and almost invisible. 

Then one day two girls decided to befriend me. It felt so good to finally have people who wanted to talk to me. Who wanted to be my friend. Little did I know what I was about to get myself into. 

At first, everything was great. They were nice to me. They invited me to hang out with them and I finally felt like I belonged. 

However, little by little things started to get weird. They slowly tried to convince me to do stuff with them that I didn’t feel comfortable with. At first, it was little things, like smoke weed or go out in the middle of the night. 

Over time the things started to get more and more out of hand. They wanted me to steal for them and they kept trying to get me to go out in the middle of the woods with them. I just thought it was strange. 

I’ll just say that both of these girls seemed really normal at first. They weren’t popular by any means, but they weren’t super weird or anything. They seemed like really chill girls that didn’t take life too seriously. But slowly they started to show their true colors. 

Slowly I started to feel a little left out. They had some secrets that they wouldn’t let me in on. They kept having private conversations without me and I felt like their conversations were about me. Especially with the way they’d look at me when they’d whisper amongst themselves. 

I was beginning to think their intentions were not all that benevolent. It was during Halloween that things really started to take a turn to a truly disturbing level. They invited me out to some old abandoned house after school. They said it’d be really creepy and it’s supposedly haunted. I was like, okay whatever. I just assumed it was a quiet place to smoke pot without getting caught so I went along with it. 

When I met up with them, they both had backpacks. They drove me out to the middle of nowhere in the woods. I started to suspect something seemed wrong. It looked like they were texting each other back and forth. They kept giving me odd glances. I just didn’t feel right about it. 

It started to get dark as we walked out to the woods. Marlee dropped her phone without realizing it. I picked it up and it was unlocked. When I started reading their text messages, I felt an unsettling queasy feeling in my stomach. They read as follows. 

She doesn’t suspect a thing.

I can’t believe we’re actually going through with this. 

What if we get caught? 

No one will know, she’s a nobody. 

Did you bring the rope and the knife?

It became very clear that they were going to plan on murdering me. I was freaking out. My heart was beating so fast, I thought I was having a heart attack.

I stopped dead in my tracks as they continued to walk through the trails without noticing I wasn’t following. Before they realized I wasn’t with them, I took off running in the opposite way. They noticed almost immediately, but luckily I had a good 20 or 30 yards distance between me and them and I was easily faster than them. I outpaced them and as I lost them, I darted into the woods off the trail and decided to hide.

They continued to run past, not realizing I left the trail. When I realized they were far enough away, I immediately called the cops. I told them where I was and that these two girls had a knife and were planning on killing me. They told me to stay hidden and they were on their way. 

I did exactly that. However, the girls eventually came back searching for me. They were yelling my name and trying to convince me to come out. At first, they tried to act as if they were my friends, saying they weren’t going to hurt me. They tried to play it off as an elaborate prank. But things took a twisted turn as their true intentions came to light. Luckily I was quick on my feet and recorded their conversation with my phone. 

They shouted out how they were going to kill me and gut me like a pig. They went into detail about how they were going to tie me up and torture me. It sickened me. I felt nauseous and I thought I might puke. 

The worst part was I could hear their footsteps and they were getting closer and closer. I was afraid they could hear my breathing. I practically clamped my mouth shut. 

They were only a few feet away now. That’s when I heard the sound of sirens. I took off sprinting towards them as they took off running in the opposite direction. I got to the police and showed them everything. I gave them Marlee’s phone even though it was password protected, I knew they could get past that. However, it was my recording that gave them everything they needed. They found the two girls and arrested them. They both gave me death glares as they were taken away. I later had to testify against them. It was truly the most traumatic event in my entire life. 

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I will never hitchhike ever again. The story I’m about to tell you is the reason why you shouldn’t either. My name is Holly and I was 15 years old at the time that this happened. I had just recently gotten into a fight with my mother. I don’t even remember what we argued about, it was over something stupid and petty. 

Anyway, I packed a bag and left just like that. I was so mad at her I couldn’t bear living there anymore. Fuming with anger, I decided to hitchhike and get as far away from the shitty town I was trapped in as possible. 

The roads were unusually empty on a normally busy highway and it was really hot out. Probably one of the hottest days we had in a long time. It wasn’t long before I broke out in a sweat under the grueling sun. 

I had been walking for some time now when a car finally came my way. I stuck out my thumb, praying whoever was driving was kind enough to stop and hoping they weren’t a psycho. To my relief, a man in a Ford Taurus stopped and rolled down his window. He must’ve been in his early thirties and had a charming smile. I’ll admit that I found him rather hot. He had wavy brown hair and smoldering blue eyes. He had a small scar on his left cheek which gave him a bad boy look. 

“Need a lift?” he asked me. 

“That would be great!” I said and I hopped in. 

He took off. “So, where are you heading?” 

“Anywhere but here,” I said. 

“Ahh, so you’re on the run, are you?” He asked with a smile that made me feel warm inside.

“Yeah, you could say that,” I said. 

“Who are you running from? Parents?” he asked. 

“Yep. Got in a fight with my mom,” I said. 

“How old are you?” he asked, eyeing me suspiciously. I felt a sudden tension. 

“I’m 15,” I said. 

“Oh you don’t say,” he says with a slight curve to his lips. Something about the way he said it made me feel a little uneasy. 

We went a few more miles in silence when I finally spoke up. “So where are you heading?” I asked.

“Anywhere but here,” he said with a laugh. I smiled politely but I didn’t find the answer all that amusing. There was something odd about him. I couldn’t place it, but I felt that I may have seen his face before. 

I heard something bang in the trunk. “What was that?” I asked.

“Nothing…” He said and then he turned the radio on. 

“About 6’1’’, brown hair, blue eyes with a small scar on his left cheek. He is armed and dangerous and if you see this man you need to call the police immedia…” He quickly turned the radio off and eyed me suspiciously. I could feel my heart sink into my stomach. What was that about? I made sure not to look at him as I felt frozen in my seat. Armed and dangerous? And that description matched this man sitting in the driver’s seat almost perfectly. 

Who the fuck did I just get into a car with? My heart was beating faster as we continued to drive down the road. 100s of different possibilities raced through my mind. What if he was a serial killer? Or a rapist? I thought for sure I wasn’t going to survive the trip with this man. He could easily pull off on some back road and end my life. 

I made sure to keep my eyes on the road as we drove in completely nerve-wracking silence. Neither of us spoke a word. All I could hear was the engine of the car and the beat of my own heart. I began to sweat even though it was rather cold with the AC on. I can’t believe this is happening! 

The argument I had with my mother seemed so stupid now. I really wanted to apologize, but now I felt that I might not ever see her again. I’m pretty sure the last thing I said to her was that I hated her. God, I’m so stupid! The worst part is that I didn’t even have a cellphone. She took it from me. So I had no way of calling the police. I’m also pretty sure he has someone in the trunk. I keep hearing thumping and pounding going on back there.

To my relief, I saw that he was low on gas and he eventually pulled off to the nearest gas station. He looked at me and his once smoldering blue eyes seemed cold and malice. “You should stay in the car.” 

I nodded, but my mind was racing with thoughts on how to get the fuck out of my current situation. As he got out and started to fill his car I saw my chance as a police car pulled in. I saw the uneasy way he shifted as he saw them. He quickly finished pumping gas and walked in to pay. I rushed out of the car and ran to them. I immediately told them everything that happened and to my relief, they went in to question him. I quickly went in to see what was going to happen. That’s when I saw a picture of his face on the top of a newspaper. It said he was wanted for rape, murder and was extremely armed and dangerous. 

There was a loud crash in the gas station. I looked up to see the police had tased him and were now arresting him. They looked into the man’s trunk and there was a young woman about my age tied up. It happened to be her car and he managed to sneak up on her after she got out of work. The police were nice enough to give me a ride home. I quickly went up to my mother in tears and hugged her, telling her I was so sorry and I loved her. 

I couldn’t even imagine what could’ve happened if the police hadn’t shown up at that gas station. Never will I ever again get into a car with a stranger. 

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What I’m about to tell you is why I will never use a dating site ever again. I was going to college at the time and was in my third year. A little about me, my name is Alexis, I’m a female and I’ve been told I’m attractive. I was 21 at the time this happened.

For whatever reason, I really had a hard time with men. I attributed this to being busy with classes, but I was getting a little lonely and a bit depressed. I decided to give online dating a try. I made a profile and uploaded some really nice photos before writing up a halfway decent bio. I had a bunch of matches, however, most of them seemed to only have 1 intention, to hook up. I wanted something more serious.

I finally matched on a really hot guy who had a great smile and dark silky black hair. We hit it off instantly. We had a series of long deep conversations about life and philosophy. We had similar views on politics and things were going really great. One thing led to another and he ended up asking me out on a date. 

Of course, I accepted. We met up at a very nice restaurant. To my relief, I hadn’t been catfished. He looked exactly like his pictures and he had the most amazing smile. 

We hit it off great. There never seemed to be a pause in the conversation. We just went from one topic to the other in a flow of interesting subjects. He had captured my interest. However, at one point I had to use the restroom. When I got back, he had ordered us drinks. 

We continued the conversation without missing a beat as the evening led on. We had a few more drinks when I noticed something very odd. I was starting to feel very out of it. I felt like I was slowly losing control. I quickly got up and excused myself to the bathroom once more. I pulled my phone out and texted my best friend and told her I think I had been drugged. I shared with her my phone’s location. My memory got a bit hazy after this.

I remember walking out of the restroom and… I think he was waiting for me there. Next thing I knew I was in his car. When I woke up next, I was strung up by a hook. As my eyes adjusted I noticed I was in some kind of warehouse. There seemed to be dried blood everywhere. My heart began to race as I started to panic. I began to cry hysterically. 

“Oh shut up, no one is going to hear you so you can scream all you like,” that familiar voice said. I looked over to see the guy I was on a date withstanding over by a table. He was wearing an apron and appeared to be sharpening a knife. My heart sank into my stomach and I felt nauseous. Tears fell from my eyes. I tried to talk, but I was gagged. “You’re probably wondering why I have you tied up in the middle of an old warehouse. Well, as it turns out I have somewhat of a gruesome fetish. I like to carve people open and watch them bleed. I’ve tortured and murdered loads of women just like you. It never gets old.” 

His laugh made me want to throw up. I was helpless and now I was about to die in such a horrifying manner. I sobbed hysterically as he walked up with a really sharp long knife. I recognized it as a filet knife my dad would always use to clean fish. I felt very queasy as he brought the knife up to my skin. 

Suddenly the sounds of sirens pulled his attention away. The police suddenly burst into the warehouse with their guns raised. They somehow managed to arrest him. I was freed from my bindings by a detective. She said if it wasn’t for my friend using my location tracker I sent her with my phone, they would’ve never found me. 

It turns out he has tortured and murdered over 15 other women before he kidnapped me. I don’t want to think about what would’ve happened if I didn’t get that text off. I haven’t been on another date to this day.

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I have just recently tried online dating and I will never try another online dating site ever again. What I’m about to share with you has left me living in fear and hopefully will warn you about the dangers of online dating. I just turned 23 not that long ago and I moved out on my own after I graduated college. And for context, I am a female. I dated a bit in college, but after I left, I focused on my work and my social life fell to the sidelines. 

After a series of lonely nights on Netflix, I had made an account on one of the major online dating platforms. After uploading a few really cute photos and writing a really nice bio, I started swiping left and right on potential guys. I went through over a hundred profiles before I finally had a match with a really hot guy. He was tall, dark, and handsome with a head of wavy dark brown hair. 

We hit it off instantly, messaging back and forth. It turned out we had a lot in common. We both had the same taste in music and it turned out he loved to read just as much as I did. We talked for hours about Nicholas Sparks’ books and the latest Ariana Grande track. I had never met a guy who shared my taste in music and liked to read the same books as me. It was a nice change of pace. 

Our conversations lasted from dusk till dawn. However, I felt like I was doing most of the talking. He was a really good listener. I told him all about my life at work and the latest gossip about my coworkers. I shared facts about myself that I never told anyone. I felt so comfortable with this guy. I felt like I could tell him anything. 

He started to ask if I wanted to meet up. At first, I was a little apprehensive. I realized I didn’t know much about him. I did most of the sharing while he listened and asked questions, but I really wanted to meet him. I really liked talking to him so I agreed to meet with him in person. 

He mentioned coming to pick me up, but I didn’t feel comfortable with that. I suggested we meet at a nice coffee shop I usually went to on weekends. He said he preferred to go somewhere less crowded. He suggested we go for a hike in the woods. I wasn’t so sure about this but I reluctantly agreed. We made plans to meet at 4 o’clock on Saturday. 

I got there a bit early and stayed in my car. For some reason, I just felt odd about it all, but I was hopeful with the conversations we had, but I still kept my doors locked. I turned my car off but kept the radio on. I waited until I got a text asking me where I was. I told him I was in the parking lot and asked him where he was. 

He said he was on his way. He said he’d meet me by the entrance to the trails. I was very apprehensive about this and decided to wait in my car until I saw him pull up. Thank god I did. I noticed a white van parked not too far from me with a man and a girl inside. They were watching me intently. They looked very out of place. 

After waiting for 10 minutes or so, I shot him a text asking him how far away he was? He said he already pulled up and was waiting at the trail entrance. I thought there was no way he could have slipped by me as the park was empty besides me and the people in the van. There was no way I was getting out of my car. I waited there a bit longer and received several messages from him. He asked if I was coming.

I asked him to come to the parking lot, he refused. That’s when I saw something strange. I clearly saw the girl in the van texting and as soon as I received a text message she’d look up over at me. I don’t know if this was a coincidence or if she was the one who was texting me after all. 

The text I received said he was waiting for me and if I didn’t come soon he’d leave. At this point, there was no way I was getting out of my car. I then decided to facetime him. That way it’d prove he is who he said he was. As I started the facetime, I looked over at the van and saw the woman’s phone light up. They immediately canceled the call.

I then decided to call the police and report everything. They said they’d send someone out to where I was. I got a text saying if I didn’t come out, he was going to leave. I didn’t fall for it. Instead, I said I’d be there in a minute. Just had to fix something. I was trying to stall for the police to get here. That’s when the back door to the van opened up and two men in masks got out. By now I was truly freaked out. I tried to start my car but to my horror, the battery had died. It wouldn’t even turn over. I was not truly terrified as the men walked over to my car. My heart was racing as they told me to roll down my window. I refused. They tried to open my car door and thank god I kept it locked. One of them headed back to the van and pulled out a crowbar. I was now on the verge of tears as he walked up to the passenger side of my car and started to bash the window. 

I pleaded with them to leave me alone. I was now crying hysterically as the man continued to hit the window with the crowbar, it started to crack. The other man was making threatening gestures and was telling me all the things they were going to do to me. I truly thought they were going to take me as the crowbar managed to smash my window open. 

As he unlocked the door and proceeded to get in my car, to my relief a police car pulled up right then and there. Two officers got out with their weapons drawn. Another police car pulled up behind them as the men raised their hands. 

They were all arrested. What was truly horrifying is what they found in that van. There was chloroform, rope, handcuffs, duct tape, and weapons. Everything you needed to kidnap someone. Apparently, the girl was the one texting me. She had our entire conversation on her phone. It turns out they were part of a huge human trafficking ring. It scares me to imagine what could’ve happened if the police didn’t arrive when they did. I haven’t been on a dating site ever since.

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The internet is a scary place. I definitely know being an amateur hacker. Or at least I was before something happened that caused me to delete all my information and destroy my computers. A little about myself, I’m a 24-year-old with a degree in software engineer and cybersecurity. 

I had always had this fascination with the dark web, not that I had any intentions of actually using the dark web. It’s the whole secrecy that really caught my obsession. I spent a lot of time learning how to hack and navigate the dark web. 

Anyway, I had been surfing through the dark web using Tor (The Onion Router) browser and a premium VPN (Virtual Private Network) to keep myself anonymous by encrypting my data and routing the connection through the Onion network of volunteer-run servers. However, this browser doesn’t prevent my ISP (Internet Service Provider) from recognizing I’m using Tor itself. The VPN is perfect for browsing the Dark Web. A VPN ensures that Data is never stored, and everything resets when the servers reboot. It uses a proven no-logs policy and an automatic kill switch, it ensures my data remains secure (non-existent!) and prevents any IP address leaks. It also automatically provides a new IP address at random intervals so I can’t be tracked and people won’t be able to find where I live. 

Anyway, I was searching through the dark web and discovered a black box which essentially is used to ensure the storage and preservation of such vast volumes of content. An Internet Archive that has a way to parse, index, and physically encode the data while avoiding degradation and ensuring accessibility in unknown future formats, 

It’s basically a middle man. Anyway, my interest was peaked. I decided to attempt to hack into it. It was a rather tricky riddle and I was foiled several times, but I managed to break through and found myself in a chat room that was about to stream a video. Upon entering, I was immediately greeted by an unknown user. 

They said they hadn’t seen me before and were curious about how I got here. I didn’t quite know what to say so I told them I got an invitation. They asked me from who? I said it was a friend and I didn’t want to give out their name. That’s when the user told me that if they find out I was lying they’d find me and I’d be the next guest to provide entertainment. That thoroughly crept me out. 

After that, the user didn’t say much. Soon the stream started and it showed a middle-aged woman tied up to what looked like a surgical table. My heart started to race as I watched her struggle and cry. 

I continued to look at my screen as they proceeded to torture her. They first started to cut off her fingers as she screamed out in pain. I felt sick to my stomach. I ended up throwing up in my garbage, however, my eyes were glued to the screen as they continued to cut this woman up. It got to a point where the poor woman was unrecognizable. 

Then my heart sank into my stomach as I received another message from that same user. He said that no one invited me. That’s when I found that someone was trying to hack into my computer. To my horror, I found that my VPN was turned off. 

I immediately tried to exit the chat room, however, it became too late, they hacked my computer. I unplugged my computer from the wall and then destroyed all of my devices. I was so scared at this point, I didn’t care about their worth. I even packed up all my stuff and left as soon as I could. I have been on the run ever since, always looking over my shoulder. I can’t even sleep at night.  To this day, I live in constant fear for my life. 

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The story I’m about to tell you is a perfect example of how dark this world really is. I was a 15-year-old high school girl at the time and I finally convinced my parents to give me a smartphone. I started an Instagram account not long after.

I had been posting on it for almost a year, mostly about my day to day life with loads of selfies, nothing special, when one of my best friends, Collin, messaged me a link to another profile. When I checked the profile out my stomach tightened. This profile was dedicated to me. It had reposted all of my photos. But what really gave me the creeps were the videos and photos that had been taken of me by someone else. I didn’t recognize the photos. They had been taken without my knowledge. 

There were loads of them. Some of them while I was at school. Some of them while I played basketball. There were even some with me at home. A few were taken while I was changing in my room. I was horrified. I immediately reported the account. I even went as far as to reach out to my parents who reported it to the cops. 

However, it didn’t end there. It wasn’t long after that the account was deleted another account popped up with even more photos and videos of me. They were new ones. Whoever had taken them was still stalking me. 

Even worse, they started to DM me. The messages were really disturbing. Telling me how they loved to watch me change and they sent me a video of me sleeping. I was truly freaked out. Once again, I went to my parents who filed another police report. However, this did nothing to dissuade my stalker. 

They continued to create more accounts to harass me. The DMs continued to get even more disturbing. They said how they would love to get their hands on me and what they’d do once they got me alone with them. The things they said I can’t repeat. This went on for months. Every time I’d report them, their account would be deleted and a new one would spring up with even more photos of me. Of course, I made sure to close my windows at home and make sure they were locked. I even went as far as to delete my own account and all my other social media accounts.

Somehow they got my number and continued to harass me, sending me more photos and videos of me that were taken while I was unaware. Every time I blocked their number, they’d text me with a new one. It got to the point where I became afraid to leave my house, not that I felt safe there either. 

They started texting me how they were going to kidnap me and all the terrible things they were going to do to me once they’d taken me. It felt like no matter what I did, I couldn’t escape them. I just wanted it all to stop.

One day I noticed something about one of the videos they sent me. I could barely make out a reflection in the video. And who I saw truly made me sick. In that reflection was my best friend Collin’s face. I went straight to my parents and they took me to the police. They brought Collin in and searched all of his electronic devices. Sure enough, they were filled with photos and pictures of me. They even found a shrine of me in his closet. I never felt more betrayed in my entire life. It just goes to show that you really don’t know who you can trust. 

I went to his hearing and he lost it, yelling at me that no one would love me as he could. Only he deserved to have me. No one else. I had a hard time trusting people after that. Collin went to juvie for a long time. However, I just recently heard he’s going to get out soon. 

I’ve gone to extreme precautions to distance myself from him. I even went to the lengths to legally change my name. It’s safe to say I haven’t been on social media since.

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