Meeting A Troll...
Then one day something happened that truly frightened me. I don’t scare easily but this was vile.
I received a parcel at my home address. Nothing unusual there - I get a lots of post. I ripped it open and there was a tupperware lunchbox inside full of ashes. There was a note included ‘Say hello to your relatives from Auschwitz’ I was physically sick.
I was petrified.
They had my address.
I reported it to the authorities and hoped for the best.
Two days later I opened my front door and there was a bunch of dead flowers with my wife’s old Twitter username on it. Then that night I recieved a DM. ‘You’ll get home some day & ur b**ches throat will be cut & ur son will be gone.’
I got on to the authorities again but, polite and sympathetic as they were, there didn’t seem much that could be done.
Interesting article about how this guy tracked down and confronted his troll.
