Even sadder story...
So here it is, the saddest story.
After losing a match against the infamous Carbon, I immediately knew the day wasn't going to end well. As depressed as I already was, I decided to get in my car and take a quick drive around the neighborhood. I was getting drunk from all the coke and mentos I was stuffing myself with. I was utterly depressed, I no longer knew the reason to live on. I lost sight of the important, and let the hatred envelope me. I was shrouded in darkness and embellished with anger. I knew what must be done. I developed a ingenious plan of DDOS'ing famous's impudent team. I could already experience his hate and imagine his vexed expression. Before I knew it, I was a block from my driveway. I was hung over from all the soda and candy. My perception and logic was all muffled and unclear. I quickly sped on the last street and my dog, Jimmy ran out into the street. Luckily with my fast crossfire reactions I maneuvered the car with a sharp left turn and avoided my pet dog Jimmy. That's when I heard a shocking crash, and I knew I had come in contact with something. I walk out praying the car to be undamaged, and luckily it wasn't. When I walked to he back of the car, I saw a unclear body. I walked over and there was a pool of blood glimmering under the moon. I pulled out my iPhone and turned on the flashlight. I slowly approached the lifeless body and pointed it at the dark head. As each photon particle slowly lit up the figures face, tears were leaking from my face. It was my mom, I was devastated. A mere crossfire game had caused me to take away my own mothers life. I then dialed the 911 and explained the situation to them... BUT half way through the explanation I quickly dropped the phone and dashed up to my room. I had totally forgotten we had another tournament match and by the time I got on... The match was already over. I was cut from the team...
It was a month later...
I found myself and the true me, I discovered my own personality. I was at my moms funeral... I talked about my dreams and my accomplishments, and how she has supported me. I finally made it on my dream team Sacks... That's right the 1 and only ball sacks. Everyone at the funeral cheered me on... Even my teammates attended the funeral; maveloff, Tyler, Jaime, Pablow... I was set for life. Until I noticed I needed braces....
But that's another story. Cause if you can't tell I still have that gigantic ass gap in my teeth...
After losing a match against the infamous Carbon, I immediately knew the day wasn't going to end well. As depressed as I already was, I decided to get in my car and take a quick drive around the neighborhood. I was getting drunk from all the coke and mentos I was stuffing myself with. I was utterly depressed, I no longer knew the reason to live on. I lost sight of the important, and let the hatred envelope me. I was shrouded in darkness and embellished with anger. I knew what must be done. I developed a ingenious plan of DDOS'ing famous's impudent team. I could already experience his hate and imagine his vexed expression. Before I knew it, I was a block from my driveway. I was hung over from all the soda and candy. My perception and logic was all muffled and unclear. I quickly sped on the last street and my dog, Jimmy ran out into the street. Luckily with my fast crossfire reactions I maneuvered the car with a sharp left turn and avoided my pet dog Jimmy. That's when I heard a shocking crash, and I knew I had come in contact with something. I walk out praying the car to be undamaged, and luckily it wasn't. When I walked to he back of the car, I saw a unclear body. I walked over and there was a pool of blood glimmering under the moon. I pulled out my iPhone and turned on the flashlight. I slowly approached the lifeless body and pointed it at the dark head. As each photon particle slowly lit up the figures face, tears were leaking from my face. It was my mom, I was devastated. A mere crossfire game had caused me to take away my own mothers life. I then dialed the 911 and explained the situation to them... BUT half way through the explanation I quickly dropped the phone and dashed up to my room. I had totally forgotten we had another tournament match and by the time I got on... The match was already over. I was cut from the team...
It was a month later...
I found myself and the true me, I discovered my own personality. I was at my moms funeral... I talked about my dreams and my accomplishments, and how she has supported me. I finally made it on my dream team Sacks... That's right the 1 and only ball sacks. Everyone at the funeral cheered me on... Even my teammates attended the funeral; maveloff, Tyler, Jaime, Pablow... I was set for life. Until I noticed I needed braces....
But that's another story. Cause if you can't tell I still have that gigantic ass gap in my teeth...
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