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I was a huge fan of Nintendo and all the games they created back on the age of the Nintendo GameBoy, and so was my sister, Alicia. She was 7 and I was 10.
Alicia, still young, loved Dora the explorer. I beg to differ, I hated the show, and I still disliked the fact that she still watched the crap. It was all just idiotic, a mexican fatass who interupts you whenever you try to talk. Whenever she went to the bathroom, I snatched the remote and changed the channel, then she would have a fit.
As kids, and still kids, Alicia and I loved the GameBoy. She had the Advance SP while I had all four,, The Color,
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Original, Advance, and Advance SP. We loved the handheld to death. I played the Gameboy Color until it shorted out and the buttons fell off playing Pokemon Red.
I spent all my allowance on the original and played it until the battery leaked. Same goes for the advance, just in the middle of Super Mario Bros Deluxe. I still laugh at it today.
Now I'm fourteen, and when my..Conflict...happened, I was 10. Wow, can't believe it's already been four years.
So anyway, Alicia and I, GameBoy fanatics, owned almost all the games, ranging from Pokemon Green and Tetris, all the way to Sonic advance 3. Alicia and I played our system until the beeping stopped.
At around Alicia's 8th birthday, Alicia started having nightmares and sometimes even cried and sobbed softly out of nowhere. Then she began...acting weird...like, whenever Dora came on..Her eyes bugged out and she either ran out of the room screaming in terror, like, in a screetching voice. or Looking for the remote franticly. That was my first sign, that something was wrong. This wasn't like Alicia to act out whenever her mexican Idol came on.
I talked to my mother, and she agreed that she was going insane. That's when Alicia started getting therapy.
She calmed down slightly, but soon began going insane yet again... She would break pictures of her and A person in a Dora costume from when we went to Nickeloadean Resorts, also, she'd always hold her ears and yell "No no no!" When Dora came on, and even stay up all night sometimes just staring straight. That's when we thought the therapy really wasn't a good idea.
A few months later, it only got worse. Like...this one time....which I don't like to bring up...
She even tried slitting her wrists to end this madness that bounced around in her head... Luckily I heard screaming and I burst into her door, only to find her wrists flowing down with blood and I immediately called 911. A little bit too late and she would have been dead...She was brought into a hospitial to heal.
She would constantly call the nurse for help, and that help...was...She wanted to die. She couldn't have plastic Knives whenever she got food, Not even forks, she ate food with her fingers.
My Mom and I occasionaly checked on her from time to time, mainly on weekends when I was out of school and My mom didn't have to work.▼
That's when I'd had enough, one night, I told my Mom what had been happening needed to be stopped.
And on June 10th, During my Summer vacation, We went to check on her and I went in the room myself while my mother spoke to the specialist. ▼
Thats when....She was brought into an insane asylum. That sounds like a cliche, I know, But this was really happening. I've seen a lot of movies where the antagonist is brought into an asylum, but this was real.
I asked her "How ya feelin', champ?" She just shook her head. I pulled up a chair next to her. I held her hand and said, "Y'know, I've been thinking... What ''was ''it exactly that made you go insane?" ▼
▲My Mom and I occasionaly checked on her from time to time, mainly on weekends when I was out of school and My mom didn't have to work. Which was good, because I had free time to check in on Alicia and see what was going down.
She didn't respond. She said "Mike...You have to finish it."▼
I was still worried. "What if she never made it out? What If she is there forever?" I couldn't stop asking myself these questions.
"What?" I replied back. "You have to finish the game. It's under my bed. You have to finish it. It's in the box of..." She clenched her fists and hesitated. "...Dora stuff. Please, for me." ▼
On the last day of School, I was extremely happy because I could visit Alicia a lot more. And when I wasn't doing that, I was either playing Pokemon or Super Mario Bros on my Gameboy advance. I went to a ton of cookouts, lot's o' birthday parties, Since most of my friends had summer birthdays, It was nice to kick back in their awesome inground pools. It was bliss. I loved trading Pokemon with my friends, And then I found out the Mew glitch and My friends wanted in. We played Pokemon even more because of that glitch.
I let go of her hand. "Alright sis. Y-You got it." I shook as I walked out. What was this game? What made her like this? Was it the game? My head spun with all this confusion.▼
But Alicia was still gone, And I just prayed for her to get better.
▲And on
Nervously, I asked her "How ya feelin', champ?" She just shook her head. I walked in slowly, because usually people who are insane grab you and ask for freedom.
"So what have you been up to?" I asked, as she shook her head once more. Without hesitation, I pulled up a chair next to her.
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▲She didn't respond. She said "Mike...You have to finish it." Finish it? That was the first thing that came to mind.
"What?" I replied back.
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We talked about the Dora situation for a while...She said she went insane because OF the game. She found it from behind her school's dumpster with a note attatched.
''"To whomever is reading this:''
''You need to help me. Please. I need you, to take this game, and snap it in half. Don't even play it. Just break it. Please, I had to find someway to get rid of this, and she wouldn't let me throw it out. You need to do it for me. Please, just do it fast, don't try to throw it out, or she'll attack you. Just break it quickly. ''
-''Anonomys"''
She said she was too curious and she should have never played it. She wanted to undo it. But it was too late.
So I needed to finish it for her, It was up to me to stop her madness.
▲I let go of her hand. "Alright sis. Y-You got it." I shook as I walked out. What was this game?
== It begins. ==
As my Mom finished up with the specialist, She brought me back home. On the way back, I thought of what Alicia could have meant... "Finish the game"? I had that on my mind for the rest of the ride.
When I shut the door behind me, entering the house, I ran upstairs, and through Alicia's door. I looked under her bed and sure enough, there was the box of Dora crap.
There was a Dora doll, A Dora sticker sheet, A Dora pillow, Dora slippers, A Gameboy, and a Dora GameBoy game. I tossed the Dora doll back in, and the rest except the cartdridge.
It was a normal Gameboy cartdridge.
There was something off about the cartdridge, though.
It's sticker was scratched off. Like, the sticker was gone, but not completely. The paper was left behind, and there was some writing in red pen.
"Dora.dmi"
I know that sounds like a cliche, but this one was really happening, I mean, I've seen a lot of scary stories that included ".exe and .dll," But nothing like .dmi. I frowned. I thought to myself...
''"Is this really happening?" ''And after a few attempts of trying to wake up, and by that I mean slamming my head into the wall, slapping my face and even stepping on a lego, It turned out to be reality. Well, dammit. I thought to myself.
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