Imagination

Once, He was very bored. I went to a park. I quickly got very bored. I started using his imagination. I picked up a sword from a fallen warrior. I found my first monster, so I killed him. I then saw a horde of monsters, and I slain them all. I kept finding group after group, when suddenly, "Police! Put your hands up!"

He snapped back in to reality. I saw pools of blood all over the floor. Corpses littered the ground, and I put my hands up.

30 Years Later

He was arrested. He's writing this 30 years later, after I got kicked out of jail. He went out to my old house, and went into my room. He changed and saw a blade on my table, the same knife I used to kill those people 30 years ago.

Maybe I should us my "Imagination" again?

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