This is long, but without a doubt the most inexplicable, creepy thing that's ever happened to me.
June last year a man from Pakistan began messaging me on Facebook,
assuming it was a scam account I ignored his attempts at conversation
and thought little of it.
6 months later the random messages started to pop up again, several
times a day, with personal information about me he couldn't possibly
Every day for almost 4 months this stranger wrote to me knowing
details about my life that I'm certain aren't on my Facebook profile.
He knew where I'd worked, where I live, my phone number, the brand of
smokes I buy, how I'd become unemployed, my parents separating and my
I'm not easily spooked but he was trying to get under my skin and it
I told a few close friends who were skeptical at first, figuring he'd
gotten my information off Facebook, until they read the message thread
for themselves and could see how serious it was.
Of course I considered the possibility an acquaintance of mine was
behind the account posing as this man. Unfortunately the timeline dated
back to 2012, had hundreds of photos, check ins with family and friends
on the other side of the world and appeared legitimate.
He intimidated me for months dropping facts about my life every now
and then to scare the shit out of me. Finally he explained he wanted to
come to Australia and if I helped him he would pay me.
At first I was amused that he thought I could be of help, making a joke
of his idea. He obviously didn't appreciate my response because he
started mentioning my dad and sister.
I was more angry than scared by that point and decided to contact the
National Security Hotline.
I figured if this individual was willing to pay a stranger on Facebook
to worm his way into Australia they'd want to find out why. They also
didn't think I was bat-shit crazy, so that was a huge relief after all
the looks others had given me.
A few days passed after the call, the messages continued but I had
peace of mind knowing I'd reported it. Maybe I had overreacted? Maybe I
was bat-shit crazy? Or perhaps one of my friends was behind it all!
Obviously the authorities weren't taking the situation as lightly as
I'd thought, because detectives turned up at home to get the story from
myself first hand. As bizarre as the situation was, it was comforting
knowing that they listened and had my best interest after being made to
feel like an idiot for months.
The messages stopped the same day I spoke to the detectives at my
house, giving me reason to believe action was taken when they left. I'll
probably never know the details, but it's probably best that way