Cyber Stalking

Written by Aayan P. Jain

Illustration by Aahan A. Jain

One day, Nooster was playing Adopt Me on Roblox at 1.00a.m. on his computer when someone sent him a friend request. His username was IAmNotACyberBully. He actually believed the username and accepted the request. Suddenly, Nooster was riding a griffin. The griffin was flying into the air at top speed. Nooster was astonished. He didn’t have a griffin in Adopt Me! And he didn’t have a flying or riding potion either! He jumped in joy and made his griffin do loopy loops in the sky. But suddenly, he was sitting in jail. His griffin had disappeared. Weird. He thought. decided to shut his computer and go to sleep. So he packed up his things and got into bed.

Nooster woke up to a bucket of freezing cold water. “Nooster! Nooster! Wake up! You have a visitor.” Nooster’s mother screeched. “I’m up!” Nooster shouted. He got out of bed and groggily walked to the door. At the doorstep, was a man checking his phone. A straw hat shielded his face from view. “Hello, RobloxianPoos (That guy is Nooster in Roblox). I am IAmNotACyberBully. You had friended me in Roblox. I want to talk privately with you.” Nooster shrugged and walked towards the man. The man started to walk to the elevator. Nooster followed him. They walked inside the elevator. By then, Nooster had started to become suspicious. They walked till the man’s car. The man asked Nooster to hop in, and believe this- Nooster obliged. The man climbed in and suddenly, the man locked the car doors. Then, it struck Nooster. The man was kidnapping him. “You gave me that griffin. Then you put me in jail in some other game.” Nooster pronounced. The man gave no reply. Suddenly, he looked back, a knife in his hand. He raised the blade and all went dark.

When Nooster woke up, he was tied to a chair. The man was standing over him, smiling evilly. The knife was still in his hand. His house – Nooster thought. “I am a stalker, Nooster. A cyber stalker.” The man said, mischievously, “I am a kidnapper.”

Meanwhile, Nooster’s mother was getting worried. Nooster had been gone for a few hours already! She started to get suspicious. So she walked to the elevator, went to the first storey and walked over to the man’s car. Oh sorry, I forgot. The car wasn’t there anymore. Anyway, Nooster’s mommy was furious. She tore the telephone off the dialler and she barked orders to the police to capture the man. The police immediately arrived and tracked the man down. They and Nooster’s mother drove to the man’s home and banged on the door.

The man opened the door and to his surprise there was a bunch of policemen, lead by Nooster’s mother. “Let go of my child.” She growled fiercely at the man, who had decided to cower heroically behind the wall. The man didn’t reply, so Nooster’s mother marched inside the house and tore up the ropes tying Nooster to the chair with her bare hands. The policemen handcuffed the man and took him away. Nooster and his mother walked home, happily chatting about their adventures that day. “I’m guessing you learnt a lesson from this experience. I hope you think before trusting cyber bullies next time.” Nooster’s mother said. And all that time, Nooster was wearing his sleepy time underwear.

The End