MUHAMMAD AIZADT BIN ROSMAN


01 AN INCIDENT THAT CHANGED ME
            “Oh my god!” The blood in my veins rushed as fast as a freight train in every single of my blood vessels when I was wake up from my sleep and was about to take a shower. In a half-awake mind, I almost used to smash my room’s door when I suddenly saw that ‘thing’. Right on my table. Something which was unacceptable happened infront me, which happened on my table where my laptop was on it: - my laptop was being accessed.
            My head started to spin around, thinking and blaming whoever dares to access my laptop. The first target that I blamed was my roommate, but it was not as logic as he had not come back from the classes and lectures since the morning. His time table was so freaking compact! No wonder how could he survive with that pressure. Anyway, I walked to the table to switch off the laptop but still trying to guess who had just opened my laptop while I was sleeping.
            “What!!!” I shouted spontaneously as I saw my desktop. I saw the Mozilla Firefox tab opened which hold the page of my Facebook homepage! Someone had just accessed my Facebook account! No way! It couldn’t be! I never allowed anyone eventhough my little brother to use it because there were a lot of my privacy information inside the webpage. Even worse, my pictures of sleeping on my bed just now were posted by someone in the web by using my Facebook account! It was so terrible! I was half-naked in the pictures without wearing any shirt rather than a short pant. Even worse, someone had painted my face with colour pens!
            As I scrolled down the page, I saw many ‘Likes’ and ‘Comments’ by my friends who were viewing the pictures. How terrible I am during a few minutes of my sleep, when my annoying and terrible pictures were posted in the web. Oh man! The comments under my pictures were all about laughing at me, trolling me and even some of them shared the pictures to the other peoples! Being so disturbed of the terrible picture, I deleted the pictures from the web while my soul was still in a very ‘angry mode’.
            I realized something from that situation. I must change my laptop password and also my Facebook account’s password as well. Yet, it was the first lesson in that day and will remain until I got older and maybe forever. Never trust anybody around you eventhough your very best friend. I walked out of my room after I logged out my Facebook account and shutted down my laptop. I headed towards the shower room with the feeling of rage and stress. As I walked to the shower room, I saw one of my friends was laughing and staring cynically at me in a weird way. Without any doubt, I threw the pail that I was holding on. I chased him.

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