The First Date

The Hacking//Issa

  I woke up to the sound of an alert. I grabbed my phone and quickly turned it on, seeing if Ashlynn texted me back. After I saw that it wasn't Ashlynn, I saw what it was and who it was from.

  It was from Instagram. "Oh, what now?" I said to myself, wondering what the hell they were doing emailing me at 6:00 in the morning. I read the email.

  "Hi Twaimz,
  We detected some suspicious activity that suggests your Instagram account may have been compromised. Don't worry, we've taken measures to secure your account. As a result, we need you to reset your password, using he links below:"

  And then it led me to the Instagram website. I had to put in my information, and it let me back in again. I decided to scroll around for a few minutes on Instagram since I was on there already, and then it said that someone had logged me out of my Instagram. This time, though, it didn't send me an email saying that it had reset my password. And then I realized: someone has hacked my Instagram. I then remembered about Ashlynn: if I can't reach her, then she's not gonna know that I'm hacked, and if she texts me, the hacker might say something to ruin our friendship. I then started hurrying to get into my Twitter account to tell her what happened. When I tried logging in, though, it said that my password had been changed.

  I had the horrible, sinking realization that this hacker has taken over my social media. I then started working on a YouTube video to post so everyone would know that I was hacked. But, when I went to log into my YouTube, I saw that the hacker had beat me to it. "Shit", I yelled, not caring about who heard me. I was now basically disconnected to the world.

  I was hacked.