The Motherly Game

Hey there, I'm... No one special. I would like to tell a story about a game, but not just a game this gsme was very special indeed; this game changed my life. Let me start at the beginning.

I've always been a loner, never talking to people, never socializing. Between high school and my part time job, my love was poured deep into video games. When a new game that caught my interest came out, I was first in lime to buy it. One day; however, we had to move to a new town. When we arrived at this new town I hated it, all these cheery people in their happy little worlds not disturbed by wha was going on outside there blissful existences and not even caring.

We came to our home, this little orange and yellow home with two stories and the little white picket fence; it made me sick thinking about the kind of people used to inhabit this abomination of a home. I laughed a little at the images that came to mind. I got out of the car and started to unload my box and bring it into the house. When inside I gagged at the remaining furniture and the paint and everything else this heinous excuse for a house had to offer my mother then said, "Now Eric please pick out your room, you can have any room you like." I proceeded upstairs