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“Hacked”

Taking a single look at your past, you think to yourself, why have I been dealt the worst hand? Why does everyone around me seem to hate me? How can I have just been enough? Sometimes you can’t be, and that’s okay. Because life treats nobody fairly.

I swam hard against the underwater current as I tried to escape the shark. It lunged forward, attempting to bite my legs. Somehow I managed to dodge it and charged forward, swimming as hard as I could.
I was nearly to the treasure chest when I felt a sharp pain. My heart leapt out of my chest when the shark took a chunk out of me.
I stood from my seat, upset that I’d lost a life. I wanted to slam my controller down on the floor but I knew how expensive they were to replace. I took a breath and headed to my room to turn on my computer.
Looking to the internet, I needed to figure out how to beat that last level. I’d been trying for the past few days but that one last part always gets me. It’s infuriating.
According to the internet, many people had the same issue. Apparently it was all random luck to beat it. It was so upsetting because I loved that game. I figured I could either keep trying and failing or just give up and look up the ending. I hate those were my only choices.
Something struck my mind. It was dark but something I knew something about. I could hack the game to get past that part. How hard could it be after all?
I grabbed a usb drive and put it in my computer. I added a program to it with specific code for the game before taking it out. Proudly, I took it to the living room and put it in my console.
I booted up the game, pressed a few buttons and the menu popped up. I scrolled through all the levels in the game until I found one just after the shark level. I was about it start it but something else caught my eye.  A secret unfinished stage.
Curiosity got the best of me and I entered it. I was greeted with the most terrifying image I’d ever seen. It was a shark staring me down as it ate me alive. 

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