It was a wonderful summer day and I, Adriane Booklet, was sitting inside the kitchen, thinking about what I could make with the cake that I just baked. I couldn’t think of anything until I looked over at my pet snake and just sat there staring into its soul.
“What if I made a cake that looked exactly like you…” I said, still staring at him. He looked pretty confused, so I looked away and got out all my materials and started to make my favorite icing and assemble the cake.
After a couple of hours, I finally finished my snake cake. It looked exactly like my pet snake and I honestly couldn’t tell which one was the cake. After admiring my work, I decided that this cake could get a lot of likes on instagram because it looked so realistic. So after a few minutes of considering whether or not I should post it, I decided it was worth a shot and wouldn’t do any harm if it didn’t get that many likes. I put my snake and the cake I made right next to each other and took a picture of it. Then, I decided to make a short clip of me cutting the cake to make sure that people knew it was a cake and not just a model. After touching up the photo and the video, I decided to post it.
What if people think that it’s fake? What if I don’t get many likes? What if people start to hate on me? I thought, nervous of what other people might think.
A few minutes went by and I started to get many notifications about it. I was very excited that people actually saw it, but I was too scared to look at the comments. I quickly glanced at the likes and there were already more than a thousand likes! I was so shocked, I didn’t know what to say and without thinking I checked the comments section.
“Wow! People are really enjoying it, and how did I already get more than a thousand likes when I posted it only 5 minutes ago!” I said in total shock.
It was getting pretty late by the time I checked all the nice thoughtful comments and decided to go get some rest but couldn’t stop thinking about how many likes it would have by tomorrow.
The next day, I checked my notifications and I couldn’t believe it, so many people were talking about it, and the second I checked other social media sites, it was everywhere! I didn’t know what to do. I decided to check my DMs and as I was scrolling through all the questions and thoughts that people had DMed me, I came across one DM that really surprised me. It was from an anonymous person. It read:
“Did you actually make that?! I bet you just went to a bakery and got it from there! There is no way that you as an 18 year old girl can make a cake to look that realistic! Also it didn’t even look that good, I bet I could do so much better!”
I didn’t know what to do, as for that was my first time encountering a hater. My first instinct was to open it up and reply to that person but I knew that that was what they wanted me to do, so I held the urge to reply and ignored it. I was furious, how could a person say stuff like that. If they were that good at baking, why didn’t they just give me advice instead?
I decided to get it off my mind and go to bed as it had already gotten dark, but I couldn’t fall asleep. All that was going through my head were those mean hateful comments I got from that one anonymous person. The words the hater said kept repeating in my head over and over again, and the thoughts slowly started to fade away and I fell asleep.
When I woke up the next morning, I was very tired and didn’t feel like doing anything. But then I remembered about the hater. I went to go check my DMs from him, hoping that he had apologized, but he had sent even more hateful things.
This went on for a few more days, I couldn’t bear it any longer and decided to reply and end it once and for all. “I’m sorry if my cake wasn’t up to your standards, but I would really appreciate it if you could give me advice on how I could improve, rather than sending me hateful comments. Also, I just wanted to let you know that those words were a bit hurtful and would like an apology,” I replied to the hater.
The next day there was a DM from the hater, I was hoping for an apology but when I went to check it, a rumor that I used a cake from the bakery was all over the internet. I knew exactly who started that rumor and decided to contact him and talk to him about it.
“I saw that there is a rumor going around and wondered if you had started this fake rumor. It has gotten around every social media page, and is really making me stressed. If you seriously think that I am faking all this baking nonsense, then how about we meet up and prove to you that I made the cake and didn’t take it from a bakery,” I DMed him furious.
I couldn’t believe that just one person could start a rumor that fast. I really wanted to meet up with him and prove to him that I actually baked this cake.
A few minutes passed and I told my best friend Bailey the whole story and how I might end up meeting up with him. While I was explaining to Bailey what happened, I got a notification from the anonymous guy. It said, “I did not start that fake rumor, I was just telling the truth to everyone around the world so that they knew that you were faking all of this. I was just being completely honest and would definitely want to meet up and watch you fail to make a stupid cake.”
I couldn’t believe what that person had said, and wanted to meet up with him right now and prove him wrong. So I messaged him again telling him a specific address to meet up. I was angry but also a bit nervous about what he would do to me, so I asked Bailey to go to the address and hide, and call 911 if something happens to me, as well as video taping it for evidence.
After getting ready and driving to the place to meet up, I finally met up with him and could sense something bad was about to happen and was very glad that I had thought to bring Bailey along.
I got some stuff ready on a table and told him to have a seat while I showed him that I was the one who actually baked the cake. Once I was about finished with the cake, He started to approach me.
“I bet this cake doesn’t even taste good, and it doesn’t even look that realistic. You think that you are the best baker in the world?! How?! Even if you are famous, you are not going to be famous anymore!” He said, threatening me, and trying to choke me.
I was scared and didn’t know what to do. I tried to run away and pull his hands away from my neck but his grasp got tighter. I almost blacked out until I heard police sirens coming our way and at that moment I remembered that I had Bailey, who had called 911 as soon as he started to approach me.
He was so shocked that he tried to run away, but luckily, I put my foot right where he was running and made him trip right in front of a police officer. The police officer grabbed the hater and cuffed him, not letting him escape. I was so glad that he had been caught that I almost forgot to thank Bailey for saving me. I turned around and I saw Bailey running towards me, she hugged me making sure I was ok. I said that I am fine and watched as the hater got put into the back seat of the police car all cuffed up and angry. I happily turned around and got into my car and drove home to get some rest and bake more cakes.