She sat back and re-read the words on the screen. They were hateful, nasty words and each one sent a shiver down her spine as her eyes digested it.
She knew that it didn't even correspond with the post on the social media page. It was simply a nasty horrible message filled with hate and bile.
The Internet was a fantastic tool. It created connections and provided information but on the negative side it gave nastiness a platform. Like now.
She sighed and leaned forward towards the screen. It was the only source of light in the dark room. She re-read the words again.
Picking up the fried egg sandwich which sat beside the laptop she took a huge bite. The yolk exploded and ran down her chin. She reached forward and pressed the keyboard.
She smiled as the computer made a receptive noise. She wiped the dribble of yolk off her chin and waited.
It would only be a matter of time until she started getting backlash. Backlash that she loved. She thrived on it. It made her stronger and more deterimined. It fed her hatred.
She loved being a troll.