A click to remember

Once upon a time in the 21st century there lived a gorgeous girl. She may, or may not have been under age, that is not important. But on one evening she made an account to Facebook.

She made some new friends, as well as discovered her old schoolmates. Because she was self concious about her beauty, and wanted to share her looks with her friends, who she knew were polite, well behaved, and would not ever comment her pictures with any vulgarity, she posted some mildly revealing pictures of herself. Nothing embarrassing, nothing naughty. Her parents knew about the pictures, they approved.

The girl had just moved to a new town, and wanted to let her friends know. She put her street address on her profile, and some weeks later happened to post a status saying she's sad because she's home alone for two days. In the evening, someone rang the doorbell. The girl ran to answer, hoping that her friends have come to visit her. Shockingly, it was a middle-aged man.

Before the girl could gather herself, the man put a garbage bag over her head, and taped her hands together. Everything was suddenly so dark and scary. The girl was put to the trunk of a car, and they drove what seemed like an eternity. The girl felt so incredibly guilty, as she went through all she could have done to call this horror upon herself. She had been so careful, so neat. She had never stayed out after hours, and she had never even seen a nightclub, or a bar.

When the car stopped, the man came and opened the trunk. The garbage bag was removed, but it did not get much brighter. It was midnight, they were in the woods. The girl took a deep breath, and was going to scream at the top of her lungs. But that didn't happen, because the man taped her mouth, and all the girl could do were muffled sounds, like when you scream into a pillow. The man began tearing her clothes, and revealed a little himself.

The morning came bright and shiny, but not for the girl. Even the headlights of the police cars and ambulance seemed dimmed as a candle behind veil. The girl was given warm clothes, and helped into an ambulance. All the way to the hospital her mum held her hand and talked to he daughter in soothing tones, hoping to get her daughter to make some contact with this world.

Suddenly, the girls eyes opened up wide, and she whispered: "Privacy settings..."