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Read the First Chapter of My Wattpad Book

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If you’ve ever wondered what it feels like to be silenced, erased, or pushed into the shadows — and then decide to rise anyway — I invite you to read the first chapter of my new Wattpad book here.

Because the first chapter of my Wattpad book is officially live, and if you’re someone who gravitates toward dark true-crime, psychological manipulation, coercion, institutional abuse, and real-life stories that make your heart pound, I invite you to read it today.

This book is not fiction. It’s not exaggerated. It’s not inspired by true events—it is the true event. For over a decade, I lived under 24/7 illegal surveillance, targeted harassment, and violations so severe that it will shock you to the core! 

Chapter One captures the beginning and end of that journey: the confusion, the flashback, the subtle signs, the moments that seemed trivial at the time but would later reveal a horrifying discovery.

You will step into my world as it unfolds in real time.

 You will see the details.

 You will feel the fear.

 And you will understand why this story must be told now.

This story is more than a memoir. It is a decade-long journey through fear, survival, injustice, and the fight to reclaim my voice.

For years, I lived under intrusive, illegal surveillance and a level of harassment that no one should ever experience. I had no platform, no protection since my access to lawyers seems to be blocked, and no way to speak my truth openly. Now, through this book, I finally can.

Chapter One is now live on Wattpad, and I would love for you to experience it.

This chapter introduces the emotional and psychological impact of living under constant monitoring, intimidation, and the violation of fundamental human rights. It explores the early moments when I began to sense that something was terribly wrong — long before I could understand the full scale of what had been happening behind the scenes. If you’ve ever felt dismissed, gaslit, or powerless, this book is for you.

My goal is not only to tell my story — but to connect with people who value justice, equality, truth and resilience.

If you choose to read the chapter, it would mean the world to me if you could:

🌟 Like the chapter
📚 Add it to your Wattpad Library
💬 Answer the poll question (“Did you like this chapter?”). Your feedback helps shape how I write the next parts and improves the storytelling for future readers.
🔁 Share it with others who reads true-crime,  care about true stories, justice, human rights, women’s safety and violence against women. 

⭐ Add it to your Wattpad Library so you won’t miss the next chapters
🧡 Comment if something resonates with you — I read every word
💛 Follow me on Wattpad if you want updates on the next chapters

Every interaction — a like, a share, a library add — helps push the story out into the world, where it deserves to be seen.

My hope is that this book becomes more than a memoir. I hope it becomes a voice for anyone who has ever been mistreated, overlooked, or silenced. I hope it helps others feel less alone. And I hope it sparks conversations that matter.

Thank you for supporting the first chapter of my journey.

Your encouragement keeps me writing, keeps me healing, and keeps me fighting for the justice.

Read Chapter One on Wattpad today — and join me as the story unfolds. Click here to read https://www.wattpad.com/story/404561954?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=buppha 

Memoir: The Web of Predators

Before the Storm

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There was a time when life felt beautifully ordinary — filled with dreams, deadlines, and late-night ideas typed into my digital notebooks, Google Docs, and screenplay software, stored on my devices. My world revolved around storytelling through acting, writing, and directing. They were not just ambitions; they were extensions of who I was. I lived for the thrill of creation — the magic of transforming a thought into a scene, a feeling into dialogue, a blank page into a living moment.

Every day was a balancing act between survival and imagination. I spent countless hours crafting scripts, developing characters, and mapping out stories that spoke to what it meant to be human — love, loss, loneliness, courage, identity. My tiny flat was a workshop of ideas: storyboards taped to the walls, camera equipment leaned against the wall, screenwriting and filmmaking books on the shelf, stacks of screenplays on the dining table, etc. I wasn’t waiting for permission to begin — I was learning by doing.

I wrote screenplays and treatments, short films and feature concepts. Some scripts came alive on screen; others stayed tucked away, waiting for the right time. I taught myself how to write and direct — from shaping the story to framing shots — using every opportunity to learn, fail, experiment, and grow. Those early scripts and short films were raw and imperfect, but they were real. They were mine.

There was a sense of quiet hopefulness then — that if I kept going, kept believing, something would break through. I dreamed of seeing my name in the rolling credits of films that would move people the way cinematic storytelling had always fascinated me. I was chasing something pure — the art of telling captivating stories through films.

I had no idea that behind the calm of those ordinary creative days, a storm was gathering. That everything I had built — every dream, every piece of myself shared on screen or online — would soon be hacked and stolen for others to make profit but me – the real owner of my ideas, creativity and creation. 

But before the darkness came, there was light — the kind that burns with purpose, with love for art, for storytelling, for life itself.

This was who I was before the storm.

Oscar