Disclaimer: I wish I did but I don't own any of the recognisable names, places and events.

"Ohmygod we got this! Yesss! We're fucking amazing," i said to _pokedemon, my most recent partner in "crime" through the headset as we finally broke through the website's security.

It was completely dark outside. The house was quiet, apart from my outburst of excitement just now. The only source of light was the computer screen shining dimly and covering my face in a soft glow.

I have been sitting here all day, working on a plan to break through the firewall of a dark web website featuring child pornography. I have teamed up with another hacker for this project. We planned on releasing information about the illegal activities of the website with proof and shutting it down. We've been working on it for a while now. It is not easy to break into the system of such a closely monitored illegal site. But we finally added the last touches today and the project is officially closed.

Now that the hard part was over, we erased our footsteps from the system and gave the information we obtained to a third party Anonymous hacker to do with it as he deems wise and just. He'll probably make it available online to show people how cruel the dark web is and even more the government for knowing this and doing nothing about it. To be honest, he is right.

But that is not my battle anymore. I usually leave the government-blaming and accusations of corruption to social justice warriors. I'm just a vigilante. I just spot bad guys and stop them. I see it like an obligation. I, as a decent human being, am obligated to help make the world better and help justice win, by putting my talent to a good use.

I might be a vigilante hacker at day, but at night I lead the life of a normal seventeen year old girl. I eat cornflakes and fruit, go jogging, read and learn. Don't ask me when I sleep, I don't know that either. Also, I hang out with my two best friends, like all the time: coffee and energy.

I don't go to school anymore, I graduated when I was sixteen. And I dropped out when I was fourteen. I educated myself for two years, in everything I wanted to learn and took my graduation exams separately at sixteen. The reason I dropped out is because I didn't think my lifestyle was compatible with the lifestyle others wanted me to lead. I liked to learn, but not necessarily things we learn in school, and not the way they teach us those things. Also, I was a hacker and I could never have time for my own little hacker-life and the horrendous amounts of unnecessary homework.

Since I've been sitting here all day, I decided to go jogging. So I put on my pretty cool -even if I say so myself- running outfit: A black running legging with leather knee patches, a really durable, waterproof, breathable nike airmax, which was baby pink and pastel blue with some sharp neon green for some contrast, my sport bra, a pink sport tank top and a black sweater.

After dressing up all sporty, I decided that it would be good for me if I took a vacation. These kinds of spontaneous outbursts often happen to me. But that's okay, I come and go as I please, since my parents are abroad all year, working in the business world, except for two or three days during the holidays, but even that is skipped some years. They skype with me on my birthday, or write me an email, but that's about the only contact I have with my "parents".

I won't be going far though, just to a hotel at the beach for the weekend, which is three kilometers from here. I found my cute baby pink backpack and I packed an extra set of running clothes, I'll probably mostly work out anyway, since I don't want my muscles to disappear from all teh sitting inside I usually do, a bikini, some gum, my phone with a solar- power bank, toothbrush and toothpaste and a cute, white chiffon dress, which was not overly fancy, in case I'll be eating out in some expensive place.

I called an uber driver and took off to have my -in my opinion- well deserved holiday.

I could never have imagined what kind of adventures i'd get instead of a simple weekend by the beach.