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Read the First Chapter of My Wattpad Book

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

Simple Breakfast

Since I have no more money left in my bank account, my breakfast, lunch and dinner are extremely simple. I eat just to survive nowadays. I live like a monk, eating whatever you have.

You may wonder why I have no more money left in my bank account. As I mentioned before in my previous blogs that I believe they may blacklist me as well. Because I receive job rejections for every job I apply for, including jobs within the Film & TV industry since I want to be an actress, writer and filmmaker. But this career path also appears to have been obstructed. I have been working tirelessly trying to pursue my acting, writing and directing career for decades but never get anywhere. Therefore, it’s a clear sign of blacklisting.

Today, I will continue to work on my Particulars of Claim to initiate court proceedings and apply for injunctions as soon as possible. I can’t take it anymore. They also seem to distract me as much as they can by relentlessly harassing, monitoring every move I make both online and offline, bullying, humiliating, mocking, and intimidating me on a daily basis to overwhelm me and to cause me so much distress, so that I may just give up. It’s also very challenging for me to do this alone when I don’t have a solicitor to help me with this. But what can I do. I must do everything myself for now.

Breakfast and coffee

Before the Storm

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

Simple Living

Today, I made a simple dish for my simple life — just stir-fried rice with bacon. Not out of choice, but necessity. Because I have only about £5 left in my bank account.

This is one of the many consequences I face for asserting my rights. It’s not only my access to lawyers that appears to have been obstructed, but also my financial independence. My creative works have seemingly been stolen, and I have allegedly been blacklisted, making it nearly impossible to earn a living or continue pursuing my passion for writing and filmmaking.

What should have been a path of creativity and growth has instead become a struggle for survival — simply because I chose to stand up for justice.

After writing this blog post, I will continue to work on my case. It’s challenging when you’re not a lawyer yourself. But I have no choice for the time being.

At the same time, I am also working on my book trying to make some kind of income in the meantime through self-publishing books.

Rice with bacon.

Chapter 5: How They Stole My Ideas

This is the first page of the chapter 5 of my upcoming book: Predators.

My ebook is more of a memoir, detailing my horrific experience living under constant, illegal and intrusive surveillance, being sexually and commercially exploited, cybersex trafficked, sexually humiliated, racially and sexually harassed, intimidated, bullied, stalked, cyberstalked, and most of my human rights are being violated as well.

There’s more! They appear to sexually abuse my daughter via voyeurism as well. The exact same sexual abuse and exploitation they have been doing to me in secret for years. Seeing my daughter facing the same fate without her knowing what has probably been done to her is heartbreaking. Especially when I can’t stop this as fast as I could due to them blocking my access to lawyers as well, to give themselves the green light to continue to sexually abuse and exploit me and my daughter under the radar!

Therefore, this is a matter of huge public interest, and that’s why I think everyone should read it.

The entire chapter is about 3-4 pages long, by the way. If you would like to read the rest, please leave your email in the newsletter box below to receive the rest of the chapter for free via email.

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Book: Predators

The Industrial-Scale Theft and Exploitation of My Private Life and Creative Works

In recent months, I have noticed a disturbing trend — numerous films, television shows, and even commercials appear to be making direct or indirect references to my private life, my personal experiences, and even my creative works. What is even more troubling is that this pattern coincides with the illegal surveillance and data theft I have been subjected to for years. It is now becoming clear that this is not a coincidence but a coordinated, industrial-scale misuse of my private information and creative property.

Thus, what I am facing is not just an invasion of privacy or the theft of creative works — it is a coordinated system of control designed to suppress, isolate, and exploit me on every possible level. While my private information and creative works are being illegally shared, filmed, and commercialised by others, I am simultaneously being blacklisted from all legitimate opportunities that could allow me to rebuild my life or protect my rights.

No matter how many jobs I apply for — regardless of my qualifications or experience — my applications are repeatedly rejected. This is not a coincidence. It appears to be part of a broader pattern of systemic blacklisting and interference aimed at keeping me financially trapped and professionally silenced. By blocking every path to stable employment and income, those responsible ensure I cannot afford legal representation or take timely legal action against them.

The harm caused by this is not merely financial — it is multiplied tenfold, if not more. Every rejection compounds the impact of their exploitation, giving them more time to continue their illegal practices unchecked. While they profit from my stolen ideas, private information, and creative works, I am deliberately kept at a disadvantage, unable to defend myself or pursue my own artistic career.

As an aspiring writer and filmmaker, I have written scripts, story concepts, original plots, treatments, and other creative materials — the foundations of what could have been a fulfilling and sustainable creative career. 

I should be able to write freely, publish my work, and develop my stories into films of my own. But how can I do that when everything I write is constantly monitored, stolen, and distributed without my consent? I now live in a constant state of fear — afraid to create, afraid to share, afraid even to dream — because everything I produce is taken from me and turned into profit for others.

This is not only a violation of my privacy and intellectual property — it is a systematic campaign to erase my agency and ownership over my own life and creativity. They have weaponised surveillance, blacklisting, obstruction of justice, and even death threats, to keep me powerless while exploiting everything that belongs to me. It is a cruel, calculated cycle: by keeping me unemployed, unrepresented, and silenced, they ensure that their exploitation continues under the radar.

This is not justice. This is not freedom. This is a deliberate and ongoing effort to profit from my pain while ensuring I am powerless to fight back. And that is precisely why I must continue to speak out — to expose what they are doing and reclaim my voice from those who have tried to erase it.

Therefore, I will not remain silent. Exposing this pattern is the first step towards reclaiming my voice — and holding those responsible to account for the industrial-scale theft, harassment, and blacklisting that have stolen years of my life and the future I rightfully deserve.

Filmmaking
My second short film Blood Type O was made in July 2019 in my own previous flat in Putney, London. I wrote, produced and directed the short myself.

How Hacker Has Hindered Me From Pursuing My Careers As A Writer and Filmmaker

Being a writer and filmmaker should mean freedom — the freedom to imagine, to create, and to express yourself. But for me, that freedom has been slowly eroded by relentless hacking and cyberstalking that have invaded every corner of my creative life.
For years, my private writing — screenplays, journal notes, personal reflections, and creative concepts — has not been safe. Whatever I write and store on my devices seems to be monitored, copied, and stolen, only to reappear in distorted or reworked forms elsewhere. Sometimes this material is clearly used to mock or harass me, echoing my own words and experiences in ways that are deeply personal and distressing.

For years, my private writing — screenplays, journal notes, personal reflections, and creative concepts — has not been safe. Whatever I write and store on my devices seems to be monitored, copied, and stolen, only to reappear in distorted or reworked forms elsewhere. Sometimes this material is clearly used to mock or harass me, echoing my own words and experiences in ways that are deeply personal and distressing.

But it doesn’t stop there. What is even more alarming is the commercial exploitation of my probably stolen creative work. Ideas, plots, and scenes from my writing appear to have been leaked to third parties and later used in professionally produced content — including films and media projects — without my knowledge or consent.

It feels as if my intellectual property and even fragments of my private life have been mined and repackaged for others’ profit.

This is more than a privacy violation; it’s the systematic theft of my identity as an artist. It has made it nearly impossible to pursue my career safely. Every time I begin a new project, I am haunted by the fear that it will once again be intercepted, stolen, and used against me — either to ridicule or to enrich others.

The psychological toll is immense. Writing, which once brought me happiness and purpose, now brings anxiety and mistrust. Still, I continue to fight — not just for my work, but for the principle that creative ownership and privacy are fundamental human rights. No artist should have to live in fear that their imagination will be stolen, their privacy violated, or their life turned into someone else’s story.

It’s truly devastating that I can no longer pursue my dream careers as a writer, filmmaker and actress for now. That’s why you don’t see me doing much for the moment. I was used to actively working on my screenplays, attending networking, making short films, etc. Now I have to stop doing everything and can no longer afford to pay for my webhosting http://www.buppha.com since I have no job at the moment due to possible blacklisting. I just still can’t believe that this is actually happening to me and, perhaps, my daughter as well.

They are sending a clear signal that they will continue to invade every area of my life regardless and despite pending legal actions.