[ WP ] Born too late to explore the Earth , born too soon to explore the stars , born just in time to explore the Internet

`` I'm so sorry. You've changed. I used to be your friend. But I just ca n't live with myself, knowing what you are. Long ago, we promised we would never let each other down, and we knew what that meant. We swore an oath that if we ever turned around and deserted each other, we would end the other's life. I do n't expect you to go quietly. They never do.'' Tears in my eyes, I pulled the trigger. 
 
 I wiped my eyes. All the explorers knew the dangers. The Internet was not a safe place. It was still young, but it was growing. And not all of it was good. There were certain... cancers that popped up. Trolls, spam, and recently a dangerous new trend. I was a sort of policeman, trying to eliminate these threats before they hurt anyone. And darn it, I was n't going to let any of these `` memes'' survive. 
 
 It's not easy. Rick was my friend. We explored together. He always dreamed to sing. It was n't his fault. People do n't choose to become memes. It just happens. But they lose control. No one can stop the spread. It was to late for Rick. I had to kill him before he destroyed the fragile society we have built. 
 
 With my heart heavy, I took the URL back to my homepage. It was a much sadder ride than usual. I forced myself to look up. To my mild surprise, I saw a crying woman sitting across from me. I cleared the lump pout of my throat and asked her why she was crying. 
 
 `` I lost my job, I defaulted on a loan, and you know what's the worst part? My phone is at 20 % and no one has a charger!'' 
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 I'm not proud of what I do. I'll admit, I cry myself to sleep at night. It is n't easy. But face it: First World Problems Woman deserved that bullet.
