Framed by My Own Phone

I almost got expelled because of something I didn’t do. It started when my phone buzzed

during class. I didn’t even touch it. Still, the teacher stopped

mid-sentence and said my name. She walked over, picked up my phone, and her face changed.

Not angry. Confused. On the screen was a message sent from my account.

Threatening. Detailed. And definitely not written by me. By lunch,

the message was everywhere. Screenshots. Group chats. People looking at

me like they already decided. The vice principal called me in. Showed me the logins.

Same device. Same time. Same location. I couldn’t prove anything.