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“I’m sure his followers and supporters must have cursed you. They must think you are seeking attention.” Vanessa giggled. ‘Of course, I was dragged by some miserable souls. But who cares? A blog finally took up the story from my wall and I bet it will go viral in more time.” “We don’t have to wait for the blogs to make it go viral. We can do it ourselves by sharing the post and declaring our support for Vanessa, giving instances of how Henry used us. I’m sure the public won't think it’s a cruise if it’s coming from multiple persons.” Xiana said.

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He is right. “Okay, well, I guess I could try. I am not exactly sure how well it would work though,” I admit. I have no idea about blogs or writing. Why would people ask me questions? “Would people really be so interested that they would follow a blog and ask questions just to get answers?” I ask, scrolling through more of the comments. “Yes and no. You have to share your experiences, but after this, writing about them shouldn’t bother you.” I keep reading more comments. Hardly any are bad or to make us feel shameful.

Expose`Queen. By now you must have figured out that I wanted to open a blog. A blog is a regularly updated website about different topics. You can pick one niche/theme to focus on, or write a general blog. I chose to create a personal blog where I exposed secrets famous people didn’t want to let out. Before long, I had already chosen a web hosting company and bought the domain expose`queen. This was my place, where I could talk about whatever I wanted without getting fired. I had censored some things for the paper but here I was the boss.

I had been blocked. "Clara here! Can't talk right now, but if you leave a message I'd definitely get back to you." I threw the phone across my bed with a frustrated grunt. Fuck this shit. She sounded so hurt that night. All I just wanted to do was talk. I wanted to make sure she was good, and not thinking too much about the unnecessary news that kept coming out on the blogs every two hours. I could not count how many blogs I had threatened, but that was the thing with blogs… they were run by faceless people and so they felt invisible. Every threat made them post even worse things, while the victims watched their reputation which they had worked hard to build crash to the ground.

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