Differences

(COVER COMING SOON)

'Just to clarify, I am actually not ''Fman122 and this isn't my life story. Lol. '''

So people that be like "I'm so glad u changed" in the comments... yeah, this isn't real. Sorry.

So, before I ruin the point, let's read!

Chapter 1
I am Fman.

Yes, Fman122. I used to prank people by going onto Animal Jam and pretending I was a hacker. That was before the anxiety levels drove me to insanity.

Let's start with this. When I was a young age, my grandma told me a story. A story about a game where animals ran around, controlled by people. This intrigued me, the fact I might be able to control something that wasn't myself. My eyes filled with an unmistakable greed.

My grandmother saw that expression and shook her head at me. "Dear son, wise power used unwisely wastes away very quickly." She looked seriously into my eyes and I shivered.

Only a few months later, she died. My mom told me that she was in the game. So for hours I searched for that game, and when I found Animal Jam, I searched every world, every animal, for my grandma. But I couldn't find her. Why?

I was mad devoted to finding her. I spent nights on my computer, wishing she'd appear magically. News flash: of course, she never did.

But that wasn't the only thing stressing me. Now that I'm older, old enough to tell this story unscarred, I can assure you that I know the truth now. And whatever that may be, it's an ugly truth, one that once you're exposed to, you can't remove it from your head.

I know from experience.

So, those were my anxiety levels. They slowly rose. But that wasn't the only thing on my mind.

Chapter 2
At a different state, or place in time, I would be fine.

Not today.

I was sitting in the doctor's office, about to go in for my check-up. What could possibly go wrong? Everything had been perfect in my life, besides my granny, and I was getting used to death now. I mean, not in that way, I just... had experience with it. More than just my grandma, though.

Don't ask why.

The results came out fine, but soon later, I got migraines. They burned my head and gave me severe memory loss at certain times. I avoided my parents,- well, only my mother, since my father was... gone- and didn't make eye contact. They must've noticed, because they kept asking if I felt alright. I dodged anything they offered: to test my tempature, etc.

So, after I started getting these major headaches, they weren't the only thing that felt broken or messed up. My first girlfriend cheated on me, and the second just didn't commit very well. I dumped both.

It wasn't easy on me. Life wasn't. But if there was one thing I'd learned during my experience, it was that without happiness, you just lose hope, too.

Chapter 3
Suddenly, one day, I just had an idea.

It was a different idea, not just one you came up with. After hours of struggling with another headache, I gave up and collapsed on my side. Nothing was working, not even pills that I took to subside them.

But this did. The spark of hope that flared inside me was too powerful to burn out. I immediately logged onto my computer and found the page source of AJ. Once I'd succeeded with this, I started to code. After what felt like a day straight, I hid so I could skip school. Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't. Today, my mom didn't even bother to look in my room. She must've been tired, and I didn't blame her. Some child I was.

After I was sure she wouldn't come in, I went back onto my computer. I had my ways of missing activites to do what was really important in my life.

For days and days, I did what I could to make sure that my grandma was somewhere in there. If I could hack the game, I could test each item to see if she was in there. I could test to see if each pixel was as precise as they should've. I didn't mean to cause harm, but that's exactly what I did.

I wasn't sure how to work it. That was an anxious day as the systems recovered. All players were kicked off. Nobody was sure why, but they said it was a system reboot and it would be resolved shortly. Reluctantly, soon the servers were clear. I w