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One time I was laying back on the couch eating a twinkie, and just totally being lazy. I mean ultra-lazy. I hadn’thadn't moved from the spot from hours. Even my cat got bored of lying there and moved.
 
So when someone knocked on the door, I yelled out loud angrily and got up like a drunk sloth. When I stumbled over to the door and opened it, with my twinkie still in hand, I was surprised to see a small package lying at my feet. I picked it up and took a good look at who it was from. It was addressed from my friend Bobby, who had died in a tragic chalk-eating accident last year.
 
"Oh no you don’tdon't," I said, running to the street.
 
I saw the post man getting back in his mini car.
 
"Hey, I don’tdon't want this junk!!" I shouted at the top of my lungs, waving my twinkie at him in defiance.
 
He drove off without looking once at me. What an idiot.
 
I took the box to my porch and looked at it. Since it was suspicious, I didn’tdidn't bring it inside. I decided to carefully open it up, and was surprised to find a letter, along with an ancient cartridge-style game.
 
The letter was in very shaky handwriting, which read:
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Dear John,
 
I don’tdon't want this game anymore. I just want this all to end. I may be gone from here soon, but please keep this game hidden away. Never play it. EVER!!
 
Lots of love,
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Bobby
 
I grimaced, and looked at the game. It was a N64 game, and one I had seen at his house. It was called, "The Legend of Zelda: Pokémon’sPokémon's Mask" and was written in black ink over its plain cartridge. I decided to do what he wanted.
 
I went to sleep later that night and had a dream of Bobby with black, bleeding eyes holding the game and repeatedly telling me, "Don’tDon't play this game!" I mostly replied with, "Shut up, I’veI've heard you like a thousand times already! I’mI'm not going to!" What an idiot.
 
The next morning I looked for the game, which I left on a table by my door. But, it wasn’twasn't there. I looked in the living room, bedroom, and even the bathroom in case I left it there on accident. Nope, no game. I was going to give up when I looked at my old Nintendo 64 console sitting on a shelf in my living room. It was already in the system!
 
"Oh, no you don’tdon't." I said sternly.
 
I tried to take it out, but it was stuck.
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"Shoot," I thought.
 
"You’re…You're… not supposed to litter!" They said, coming to a stop in front of me and barely looking at me.
 
I didn’tdidn't want to give up without a fight, so I said, "But, my friend really wanted me to get rid of this. He’sHe's dead, by the way. I just nee-"
 
They ignored me and said, "Get that out of here, NOW!"
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"Did you find bugs, honey?" My mom asked sweetly.
 
"No," I said flatly. "I’llI'll have to try later."
 
Later back at our house, I brought the dumb game in my room.
 
I figured I could bury it in my back yard. Or throw it away. I figured I’dI'd try burying it first.
 
The next day, I tried digging a hole with the game still in the bag. That’sThat's when my Dad came out.
 
"Oh, doing some gardening?" He said with a big grin.
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That evening at dinner, my mom suddenly got a big smile on her face before taking a bite of mashed potato on her fork.
 
"Oh, honey, you’reyou're not going to believe this!"
 
She ran out of the room for a few seconds and CAME BACK WITH THE CARTRIDGE! Dang it!
 
"You had almost thrown your game away! You’reYou're so lucky I saw it."
 
I sighed and decided to explain to her my attempt to get rid of it.
 
"I don’tdon't want it anymore, so I was trying to get rid of it."
 
"What?" She asked, suddenly having a frown. "Does it not work anymore?"
 
"Yes, it doesn’tdoesn't," I lied.
 
"Well, how about you put it on later and find out?" She asked. "Don’tDon't be wasteful."
 
Later on, I took it back to my room. My parents wanted to see it turn on, so I figured I’dI'd leave it on for only a short time. I plugged the old Nintendo 64 into the wall and connected it to our TV in the living room. I grabbed my parents and turned the game on. A howling noise came from the game and a Nintendo logo came in and out in a staticky way. Then, the start screen appeared with a eyeless Link staring right at us.
 
"Oh, a horror game!" My dad said cheerfully.
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The last thing I wanted to do was play a game from a supposedly dead friend begging me not to play it.
 
"I’mI'm tired tonight. I think I want to go to bed now."
 
I did my best to feign sleepiness, and they both left. I went to turn the game off, but it stayed on. I unplugged the system, but it was still on. The happy mask salesman in a Keaton mask flashed on screen for a second.
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The next morning, I saw the console was plugged back into my TV. I ran over and pulled the game out of the console, shaking the cartridge in anger.
 
I figured that I could wait for the house to be empty, and could destroy the cartridge with a hammer. Leaving it in a school bathroom wasn’twasn't a way to hide it.
 
An idea came to mind. I could try flushing it!
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Later in the day, my parents did their regular shopping run.
 
"Okay, don’tdon't make a mess of the house!" My dad yelled as they both left.
 
I smiled and twisted my hands together in an evil villain sort of way.
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"Goodbye, evil video game," I told it, bringing it to our kitchen trash can and lightly dropping it within.
 
No, I didn’tdidn't hide the video game. I was smarter than Bobby and just got rid of it. I spent the rest of the day lying on the couch.
 
About a week later, I got another package in the mail. This time it was from my friend Jessica who had recently gone insane and was sent to a mental hospital for no explicable reason. I opened it to find a cartridge and a letter. I threw both into the trash late at night.
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