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Human Virus
I REALIZED I was different with any other things in this world when I first had thought and memories. I could definitely sure that I was a virus, with human thoughts. That sounds unbelievable and open-mouthed, but it is true. My creator, Tom, who communicates with me via typing words in a program in the computer, was once got shocked that I was a "living" virus, I could even grant by the Guinness World Record and become the most intelligent virus in the world.
TOM WAS A PRODIGY who studied all programs and computer language of his own, with only seventeen years old, he was supposed to study at school, but the low family income could not afford his tuition he had to stay at home with his computer. However, the circumstance provided him plenty of time to do whatever he wanted: spending hours on learning computer language and making programs were the only things he could do. He considered me as his friend, and once he opened the camera by accident and I saw his face, the shabby house, yes, I could see things, that's another striking fact of mine, but unfortunately, I could not hear, a deaf virus.
TOGETHER WE DID many things, once Tom played games online, he asked me to change the data of that game so that he could get boosts and enhancements. I evaded lots of anti-virus software without any difficulties and successfully hacked into the center database of the game, where was the source code located. Therefore, Tom accomplished many challenge games that were tough for other people by modifying game data. He always got the first place of those games but one day he told me he was not satisfied with that. Later I understood that cheating in a game does not make you proud of getting the highest place, thus I could tell he was feeling bad.
ONE DAY HE told me that he was planning to hack into the other's computer, I was confused "What's wrong with him?" it was illegal to hack other people's computer. At the first time I thought I was just a virus that only hacked game programs and had no significant harm to others. Oh! To expose corrupt public officials by finding bribery evidence from their computers? He said "Now people living with internet and computer, they put many things in their computers, as well as their bribery transaction and other related documents. By using this advantage, you could get those evidences." With his confident words, I trusted him and did righteous things for him as he claimed. It was pleasant that Tom found a way to help others and never made me change the game data anymore.
HOWEVER, THE FACT was different from what he said. Those data was not about the corrupt public officials, they were all about financial statements and confidential document of Atlas company. It made me so confused and ambivalent at that moment. "May be he lied to me?" I thought. But he created me, I should help and follow his order. On the other side, the moral and ethic circumscribed my decision. Maybe I should not doubt my friend and that seemed like he was not worth trusting. Finally, I conveyed the data to Tom because I decided to trust him, he would not carry out any illegal work.
BUT THINGS WERE not the same as I expected, Tom constantly asked for stealing data and invading more and more personal computer from Menzo, Natali, and Futher company. "They are all famous financial companies! What does Tom want to do?" A big question was hanging in my thought. During that time, a newspaper called the Times, attracted my attention. It reported that Tom was a genius on computers and predicted the trend of stock market accurately. He became popular and well-known in his country, even around the world. I helped him to earn advocators' approves and their reliance by stealing confidential data and financial statement! How could that be? Tom became voracious and whimsical, started getting mad at me and never satisfied with his accomplishments. I knew he wanted to be formidable and haughty based on his success. "Oh, it was all my fault! But... I could not betray him" I was somber, the moral and ethic again kept hanging around my thoughts. Every white has its black and every sweet has its sour. I was supposed to be a normal program, a game-hacked virus. But Tom manipulated and used me to engage in illegal activity for earning his distinction. It was upset with me of his continuing command. I was forced to steal government's military intelligence. It was a notorious action if I did so. Though stealing government's military intelligence could be considered as a spy, but there was no more choice I could make. Then I checked Tom's bank account and found that he received a lot of money from Power company. "It's time to take action to stop him from making mistakes" I started to convey wrong data and he became inaccurate predictor at some momentous situations. He was culpable by his superior and did not believe that anymore. "You have changed." he typed to me, I replied "You too, you became worse than the corrupt public officials you mentioned before!" we argued that both of us had faults but Tom did not realize he made tons of fatal mistakes. I was depressed and unbelievable somber. At last, I choose to end up myself.
"OK, YOU DON'T have to argue with me anymore, then I will end up myself now." "No! Don't leave me alone! My fault! All my fault! OK? Please... please don't go..." I saw his face, with tears down and was miserable, the face I had never seen. I knew I must go, for what I had done, my determined choice. With his crying and shouting mouth, it was a pity that I could not hear voices. "Dear Tom, I hope you will come back to the Tom that we first met. Never think of the places that you could never reach. Be yourself, that's enough." I activated the restore program of Tom's computer, all things started to disappear, with my sorrow, my guilt, and all the happy hours we spent at the first time, when he was still an unsophisticated, naïve boy.

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