Home from school. Finally. I go upstairs to my room, and...look over at my computer. I need to do things. Work, Scratch.. But i've never been so terrified to open my comp. Never. With shaking hands, I do it anyways. 30 messages. Four people. Three fights. About /me/. Set up as the bad guy for defending a friend. Against a stalker. Creep. Threatened my partner and I. Leaked their full legal name and school. Anti-Furry and Anti-LGBT. Just the mention of his username makes me sick to my stomach. And now his apparent brother is ready to chew me out for no reason. I'm panicking. I need help. I need this to end. I'm so tired... It has to end.....
