Trolling Novels & Stories

“Yeah. I’ve noticed you liking and re-blogging them a lot.” “They’re good videos. You have a lot of good tips on there.” “Thank you.” I hesitated. “Do you go on social media a lot?” He shook his head and swallowed another mouthful. “No. There are a lot of trolls on there just trying to ruin people’s day. I try to avoid it.” Inwardly, I let out a sigh of relief. Maybe he wasn’t HockeyDude12, after all. At least, he probably didn’t pay enough attention to our messages to realize it was me.

“ I said, You’re a pathetic piece of trash who has nothing reasonable to do with her life than to dump a guy who loved you so much and then troll him because he found someone better. That’s sad, Brynn." “ Better than me? Bitch, you don’t come anywhere close to me. Not an inch,” she defended. “ Why troll me then?” Yara raised a brow, waiting for a comeback. “ She’s not worth your time, Yara,” Ayanda defended her friend, gently dragging her away from Brynn. “ I’m sick and tired of her trolling my man, Ayanda, when she was the cause of their breakup.” “Pay no attention to her; she just wants to chase clout to fit in with the popular crowd, nothing else.”

Then she had livestreamed a well-meaning male teacher tutoring students, implying he might be harassing them, and the teacher was publicly vilified. … Some families wept in front of me, unable to comprehend how their lives had been twisted and destroyed by an influencer’s manipulations. Memories of my own tragic death in my previous life surged in my mind. After I died, my parents went white overnight, and not long after, they too passed away. The most infuriating part was that public opinion did not even spare the dead. Our family grave had been vandalized and painted over, and people shamelessly claimed we had brought our misfortune upon ourselves.

He could become prosperous if he went into modeling. The classroom was filled with groans and the pupils slouched into the chair. "Just a word of advice," Teacher Johnson said, his fake American accent evident in his voice. "For both the girls and boys. The crime of human trafficking has greatly increased in the past month so, I advice you all to be careful and avoid bad company." The entire class clapped loudly, not as a way to say 'Thank you, Teacher Johnson, for your wise words', but to rather say 'We've heard you, Sir. Now leave the classroom so we can go home'.

to find a reasonable excuse for their indifference. Even though this rumor has long been clarified, it still remains a useful tactic for many internet trolls. Now, the one who wasn't helped was their idol, they transformed into righteous messengers, attempting to pass judgment on people based on a single video. Even without the grievances between her and Yamilet, even as strangers, whether to help is a matter of kindness, and there is no right or wrong in the first place. Using the highest moral standard against others, and the lowest standard for themselves, totally double standards.

If anyone connected his name, his career—and maybe his life—would be over. Jessica’s face twisted with rage. She paced back and forth, clawing for a plan. “Trolls,” she hissed. “We’ll drown the hate. Use the child angle. Make me a mother first, a victim second.” Soon, the internet was flooded with damage control. [She’s a mother. Doesn’t that count for something?] [Ray’s just as awful—he humiliated her and their child publicly!] [What kind of father would do this to his kid?] But the tide had already turned.

💟💟💟💟💟💟💟💟💟💟💟 Cat calling: the act of shouting harassing and often sexually suggestive, threatening, or derisive comments at someone publicly It is a form of street harassment and may also be tagged sexual harassment. So, toodles, dearies! Love y'all ❤️❤️