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The story you are about to read is based on fact. The things that occur in this novel really happen. It is not a product of a twisted author’s mind. So if you don’t have the stomach for what follows, or think you might be offended in some way, put it down right now and leave. Don’t go blaming me if you get triggered…
Oop I am scared
One day she was going to become a model and nothing would stop her.
She looked doubtful despite it appearing authentic.
Do not second guess yourself
“Mmm, I dunno, Lucy. It looks and sounds okay, but yeah, maybe your father should check them out first. Let him speak to this Lizzie woman, have a look at the testimonials and then we’ll see. You just gotta be so careful these days.”
Now, for our summer programme coming up we're looking to push a new client's work specialising in bikinis.
Uh uh wtf
sent. Instead, it showed Lucy in her original pose but somehow the bikini she had been wearing was missing and she was now standing there naked. There was a message too.
Wtf did they edit it
I'll try and make this as simple as possible. You will send me photos of yourself in similar poses, naked, or I will email the photo I made to all your friends and family. I found your Facebook and Instagram accounts and know everything about you, including where you live. I'm sure the embarrassment would be huge.
This reminds me of that one story in Groomer by Jon Athan
“So, I may not have time to pick you up today, okay? If I can’t, because I might have to go to a meeting, I’ll let your uncle know, so he can bring you home.”
I'm scared
Unfortunately, we have a teacher meeting in a bit, so instead I phoned your aunt Emma and she’s come to collect you. Her car is parked just down the street, you know the one.”
“Don’t tell me to calm down, Aaron! My girl is missing!
Exactly
It was as if the girl had vanished into thin air. The nightmare had just begun.
The only furniture was a bed that looked filthy, stained white sheets that didn’t appear to have been washed in weeks. But what she found more disturbing was the expensive-looking video camera sitting on a tripod, the lens staring directly at her like the eye of a great monster.
Oh hell nah
To her immense relief, it was indeed her aunt and uncle that stepped into the room.
Bro.
“Yeah, guess so. I want to get it uploaded soon so we can start figuring out a price.”
“Angela, here’s the deal. You are now in my possession and unfortunately this is bad news for you. Very bad news. But not for me or the good people who are going to watch what happens in the next few minutes.
Dude wtf. The fucking uncle? This is sick.
Emma was grinning as she looked through the camera. They had always been so nice to her—her favourite aunt and uncle.
Angela couldn’t die like this without somehow telling her parents that her Uncle Aaron—her father’s own brother—was a monster.
Her uncle, Aaron Radcliffe, here present with us, is a teacher at the same school and had been charged with collecting his niece and driving her home, but she had already gone. Nobody has seen her since and obviously we are very concerned about her whereabouts and wellbeing.
“Good morning, everyone. My name is Aaron Radcliffe, and I am Angela’s uncle, also her teacher at the same school. I just wanted to say that, if whoever has knowledge of Angela’s whereabouts, or is holding her against her will, to please come forward with information or to release her immediately. Angela is the sweetest little girl alive, a true angel as her name implies, and this is breaking our hearts to know she may be out there somewhere terrified and potentially in danger.
Bastard
My dog, a Rottweiler, had been lapping up the blood then started fucking eating him! Can you believe that! Was chewing on his arse and obviously the kid was dead. But because it was still recording I got everything. Uploaded that motherfucker and started a fucking bidding war! Made ten grand from it."
I'm disgusted
It took over his life from a very early age and the sexual relief he got from doing it was beyond anything else he'd ever done. Not even with Emma who was open to anything.
Insane. Demented.
It turned out Emma had a distinct dislike of practically all humans herself after being abused as a child and had no qualms about Aaron fulfilling his fantasies.
That is not okay
You could even eat ‘em yourself—I know one guy that does that to get rid of evidence. Clever that.
HUHHHHHHHH
He’d become a teacher precisely so that he could see the little girls and boys each day, fantasise over them and if the opportunity presented itself, even better.
Thia is so sick
As for taking Angela, Aaron had never forgiven James for crashing his car a few years ago after a drunken binge.
BRO WHAT. ALL THIS FOR THAT
The money had been what he owed his dealer. Aaron ended up with two broken arms and a severe beating. He vowed from that moment James would pay for it one way or the other.
Uncle Aaron had always been so nice with her, always showering her with the biggest and best gifts on her birthday and at Christmas. Okay, sometimes he liked to stroke her hair or hug her a bit longer than she thought normal, but that was because she thought she was his favourite. That he loved her so much.
Shaking my damn head
“Hi, Angela. Going somewhere?”
Oh hell
Lucy spent several days going through the email again and again. Her parents kept asking her if she’d heard anything, why was she not eating so well lately, why had she stopped brushing her hair on occasions or using makeup. Why had she stopped smiling.
