Wolfganglover
Senior Member
As a child living far away from really anything,all I ever wanted was to be able to have fun,one day my parents came home with a box in their hands,they gave it to me. I glared at it and finally opened it,It was a Nintendo Ds,I decided to slot a game in. I had two games Animal Crossing:Wild World or Something else,I slotted Animal Crossing in. It was addictive my parents realised that I was on it every single second of the day I had. I didn't notice. Sometimes my game would get into my head,say things to me. In my mind this was normal. Everyone had noticed,all exept me. I would even scream under no circumstances whatsoever,It was just me and the game. I ran away one day. I don't know where I am,I don't pay attention. I am my game.
