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Entry One: "I have just started development on my new game, "Let's Have Fun." I feel as though this is going to be a big hit. I won't write down any of my plans yet, but I'm exited. I will start working on the art within these next few weeks."

This is an example of the repercussions that come from writing or reading these stories. Ill spare you the talk, and instead, Ill show you what I mean. This entry is from a young high school freshman boy named, "Caleb." He went to Trinity Christian High school and lived a couple miles away from the campus. Caleb was very anti-social, and very sad too. No one ever talked to him or looked at him. He was the, "Odd one out." One day Caleb decided that his ticket to fame would be programming games. After all, what better occupation for an anti-social teen could there be?

Entry Two: "The game is going better than I planned. I changed my mind about the plot of the game, too. I was going to make it an RPG, but I think Ill make it a dating simulator. People will love it! The art is gonna be amazing. And the story... The story is gonna be about a kid like me. Except, he will actually be popular. Anyways, I am going to start working on the plot tomorrow. If I have time, that is."

Yes, what better game to make than a dating simulator. After all, Caleb is an expert when it comes to dating. Oh, poor Caleb. How young and naive. He doesn't understand what is happening at all. Neither do you, fair reader. Though, soon enough the both of you will understand.

Entry Three: "I hate my computer. I really, really hate it. I must have a bad model or something. It won't stop crashing and it always seems to have some sort of virus on it. I have lost at least 3 days worth of my game due to the rapid crashing. I will take the computer in to the shop on Friday to have it fixed."

Oh, how unfortunate. It seems Caleb has some kind of malware on his PC. He's gonna go and get it fixed, though. Right?

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