- Unable to sleep due to my excitement. I slowly creep down the stairs ninja , remembering to skip the creaking stair. I slowly army crawl to a present under the tree lit with colorful lights. As I pull out of my pocket a small razor blade, I hear my Father moaning in his sleep. I carefully make a large slit in the side of the wrapped package. I carefully pullout the gift, and as I suspected A Game boy color is my gift from my step-mother (her way of trying to win me over). I slowly pull the game out of the box as if it is a precious gem. I slowly turn it on, as a response to ringing *BaDing* tone I stumble back surprised . As I am settling down I start playing Tetris. And after about 4 hours of playing, I slowly place the game back in the box. Return the box to its wrapping paper and slowly creep up the stairs. In the morning I try to put on a look of surprise on my face as I open my gift, but When I put the game away last night I forgot to turn it of gonk , and after about 10 minutes of thinking my father realized that I played it last night he Decides that I can't play it for a month. But nooo.... H can't stop there he calls all of my friends and tells them that I got a Game boy color... But I can't play it but they are all welcome to come over tomorrow and play it... Well tomorrow comes and well I am truly suffering as they beat all of my high scores... I figure hey, it was so worth it... sweatdrop
- by British Cob |
- Non Fiction
- | Submitted on 12/23/2008 |
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- Title: Ode to a White Christmas Eve
- Artist: British Cob
- Description: A great story for all you game freaks out there.
- Date: 12/23/2008
- Tags: white christmas
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- United Republic of Jam - 04/06/2009
- Don't you hate when that happens? Even the most laid out plans for success can have a flaw.
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- PyroDogs94 - 12/31/2008
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