Unscramble Messages Novels & Stories

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The mother checked the progress of her daughter who was unpacking things in the room. Some boxes are open, and chaos in the room can be seen in various directions. "No mom." The girl looked around to confirm one by one the contents of the box that had been scrambled by herself. "I guess..." She faltered at the end, unsure if her memory might be wrong.

With a casual wave, they turned and left. I placed the music box back on the table. Then, I picked up the non-profit organization documents and the suitcase I had packed long ago and walked toward the door. Just as I reached it, I received a voice message from Giovanni. "Chichi, Luigi and I have prepared a new surprise for you in a few days. You'll love it." I smiled, thinking, "Giovanni, haven't you given me enough surprises already?" Before boarding the plane, I sent him everything—photos of Maria's pregnancy report, screenshots of her social media posts, and the medical report proving that my dyslexia had been cured.

My phone buzzed like it was about to burst out in fumes with nearly twenty messages right at the moment I switched it on. Who on earth was that? What on earth did they want? I spread on my bed after getting rid of my shoes and stared at the screen to see who was so restless to send twenty text messages to me in just a few hours. Scrolling down, I saw Scar's voice messages, with many emojis, asking me how I was, get well soon, sorry, etc. It was common for us. I am used to getting stupid texts. But as I scroll my finger down further, I found a weird text message, which actually started with the word, Bitch...;

Once unlocked, dozens of vicious messages filled the screen, all from an unfamiliar number. As he scanned through them, a wave of fury rose inside him.

Except. "Oh shit! I know where they are!" I say out loud. I reach for the phone, and send a quick text to Jax. Once again relying on autocorrect to help me, as I can't look at the screen since I'm driving. I look down at the screen to see 'Brunch blznksf and cf' typed instead of my intended message of bring blankets and dr. I shake the screen, erasing my first attempt. I can feel myself grow frustrated. My hands are shaking making this more difficult than the previous attempt. I try once again to send the message.

Maybe it has to do with the weather today , but I feel like I can conquer anything that comes my way. Just then I hear my phone peep notifying me that a w******p message has come through. I find it weird as I do not get a lot of messages , so I take hold of my phone and unlock it. I scroll down my notification panel to see a unsaved number has messaged me a photo. I feel my face make a confused expression as I click on it.

Nice reasoning, you never changed since last time. "Can we be friends then?" And he reached out for his hand "W-what?" I accidentally spat some of my sushi on the table from the sudden question "Gosh are you alright?" As Maxine pats my back "Here have some water, drink slowly" "I'm sorry I didn't mean to cause you harm" says Joshua worryingly. "Don't ask like all of a sudden Shua, especially to Dianna." Maine says to Joshua concerned about what just happened. "Dianna gets startled a lot of times."

Morgan. I unlocked the screen, and one message stared back at me. {A scumbag is a scumbag, but he doesn't get to play with my sperm.}

I scroll over the received messages and I see an unknown number and I tap on it before I can help it. Hide for as long as you want, just be ready when I come calling gatita. Sent 12:03 pm 18th January I swallow hard before dropping my phone down. Fuck me!