Mar 14 2014

A recap of my #twitterfiction day 2 offering

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My contribution to the current #twitterfiction is a series of tweets retelling Edgar Allan Poe’s “The Tell-Tale Heart,” but with a Twitter twist. Here is what you may have missed on day two:

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And then, when my favoriting was done, I unfavorited them.
Now the stars vanished from his notifications page!

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I did this for seven long nights- every night just at
midnight- but the egg never noticed.

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It was impossible for this to work. It was not the tweeter
who vexed me, but his default egg!

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Every dawn, I went boldly into direct messages, courageously
inquiring how his night was and how his feed faired.

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He would have been a very profound tweeter, to suspect that
I favorited and then unfavorited his tweets at night.

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Upon the eighth night, I was more cautious on his tweets. A
watch’s minute hand moves faster than I scrolled.

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Never before that night had I felt my own sagacity. I knew I
would triumph over that egg icon.

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To think that were I was, reading his tweets, and he did not
even dream of my secret deeds or thoughts.

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I chuckled at the idea; and perhaps he heard me; for he
thanked me for favoriting a post suddenly, as if aware.

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Now you may think that I left that star- but no. I waited
until he tweeted to others, and then I unfavorited the post.

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I was about to unfavorite another. The user sprang up on my
feed, crying out – “Where did the favorite go?”

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I kept quiet and still. For a whole hour I did not tweet,
and in the meantime I did not see him post.

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He was still looking at his notifications tab, reading; –
just as I have done, harkening to the verified users I follow.

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I read a tweet of mortal terror. Not of pain or grief -oh,
no! – it was a tweet that arises from a user who was hacked.

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I knew that pain well. Many a night, when my followers
slept, the terror of a hacker has distracted me.

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I say I knew it well, for I changed my password twice daily.
I knew what the egg user felt, and pitied him, although

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I chuckled at heart. He was hacked when he followed his
two-thousandth person without updating his image.

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His fears had been ever since growing that it would happen.
He had been trying to prove he was not a fancy bot.

There is more to come! Join me live by following @JLenniDorner on Twitter.

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