My mom asked me to email her so that she could add my email to her address book. So I was like suuure... no harm in an email address-hopefully. I come home from school and she's driving me to piano lessons. "Did you check your email yet?" "not yet, mum. I haven't got the chance." "Oh. Okay. Well make sure you check your email when you get home." "Sure thing." After my lessons, I go upstairs tired and weary from the effort of trying to please my piano teacher. Signing into my mail box, I see an email from "Celina" and open it. The contents were labelled,"Abduction precautions for women" and contained various stories and prevention acts women should take in order to avoid being raped, kidnapped or abducted. Sighing I thought to myself that I should have seen this coming. While on my beloved computer, daddy passes by and just stands there looking at me. A couple minutes pass by and I'm beginning to think that I've done something awful. I tear my eyes away from the screen and he says," You look so much like me, Daphne. Instead of calling you Daphne, let's call you WILLIE!" and I was ... struck speechless.

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