"Thanks for the recommendation," The text read.

Strange, I thought, I did what I always did when a random number texted me and thought nothing of it.

That was my first mistake.

My second was so blatantly a mistake, I don't even know what came over me, why I did this.

A few hours after receiving the text there was a knock at my door.

usually, my instinct would be to stay inside and wait for the person to go away, but a weird compulsion came over me. So I stood from my couch and walked to the door and opened it. I expected to see some door-to-door salesmen or a Girl Scout offering cookies, but instead, there stood a handsome-looking man wearing a white shirt, jeans, and a sports coat. He smiled and asked how I was doing and if I was okay.

"I'm good," I said, "What's your name again?"

"David," He said, "Don't you recognize me?"

"I'm your friend!" He exclaimed, "I texted you this morning thanking you for the recommendation on what to do about my ex not leaving me alone!"

"Oh uh," I raked my brain for this event, and the name David but couldn't think of anything, "I think I did get a text earlier, but it was a wrong number, I never texted the number in my life."

"Oh," The man looked distraught, "Well if we don't know each other I guess I'll be on my way. Goodbye!" He walked down the patio,

"Bye," I said and I closed the door.

I went back and sat on my couch, took out my phone, and started scrolling on Instagram.

Five minutes later I received a text from the random number again.

"Hi, I'm here, where should I park?" It read.

This time I decided to respond. So I pressed the notification but what I saw shocked me.

The number was no longer just a number, it had contact info with a picture of the man who knocked at my door, and there weren't only two texts, there were an uncountable amount of conversations going back years.

"What in the world?" I muttered as I read through the texts. As I did I started to remember texting this number all the time.

"You good?" Another text from him came.

"Yeah I'm good," I responded, still skeptical of everything happening, "Where are you exactly?" I asked.

"The park," Came the response, "The parking lot is full and I don't see your car, so where did you park?"

I began to panic, I didn't think I had plans! But I guess I did, I texted back.

"So sorry I forgot about our plans do you just want to meet tomorrow? Or the next day?"

"Sure lol," came the response, "Did you oversleep or something?"

"Yeah," I lied.

"Well, at least you didn't just get no sleep like you usually do."

I sighed and laughed, David was always worried about my sleep schedule.

How the hell did they get my number? This must be a scam, my pulse is racing. I remember there digits and he said that they were ending in ####. So why am I so scared? I pick up the phone, I dropped it after the shock that I saw on the screen. what was it? It was a naked picture of me that some how got leaked to the world, and a message saying "Hey hot stuff, wanna take a go at it later? I know someone who does, thanks for the recommendation for this website." In all honesty I just wanted to go on a trip over seas, I filled out a job application, and this naked photo website popped up. But this had to be a joke...what came next? My boss, the guy that I had a crush on, just sent me a text saying that he liked one of those photos. I guess my secrets out....