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imported>Lalalei2001 (Created page with "When I was a kid, I was a HUGE Mario Bros. fan. My son, Tom, had the same trait. So, when he reached fourth grade, he started learning keyboarding. As he left for the school b...") |
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"What's wrong?" I said. He turned the opened case around and showed the disc. It had a bunch of scratches (luckly not on the back). The scratches spelt out three letters: MTD. |
"What's wrong?" I said. He turned the opened case around and showed the disc. It had a bunch of scratches (luckly not on the back). The scratches spelt out three letters: MTD. |
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We shrugged it off and he rushed to the study to play it. I sat down and watched the sports channel for a while, until my wife came home from teaching. I kissed her on the cheek, and she went to fix dinner (Roasted Chicken, my favorite). When she finished, she went to the study to get Tom. |
We shrugged it off and he rushed to the study to play it. I sat down and watched the sports channel for a while, until my wife came home from teaching. I kissed her on the cheek, and she went to fix dinner (Roasted Chicken, my favorite). When she finished, she went to the study to get Tom. |
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"Tom, time for dinner hon- Oh my God! Tom!! What are you doing?!" |
"Tom, time for dinner hon- Oh my God! Tom!! What are you doing?!" |
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I took Tom to the bathroom to wash off his knuckles. He was quietly sobbing. When I finished, I bandaged them, and we sat down to eat. No one said a word. |
I took Tom to the bathroom to wash off his knuckles. He was quietly sobbing. When I finished, I bandaged them, and we sat down to eat. No one said a word. |
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The next day, I just got home from the early shift at the office, when I got a call from Tom's school. The secratary said for |
The next day, I just got home from the early shift at the office, when I got a call from Tom's school. The secratary said for me to come to the school in the princaple's office, because Tom was acting "very strange and irrational" today. I got in the car, and drove over there. When I got to the office, the princaple sat Tom and I down, in the seats. |
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"What exactly was Tom doing?" I asked him. |
"What exactly was Tom doing?" I asked him. |
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"Well..." He hesitated. "He attacked another student. I immedeatly looked at Tom, with disbelief. "And..." he continued, "He drew, these." He slid over a small stack of looseleaf papers. They all had the same thing. It was the picture from last night. This time, it was finished. This time, it was Mario. |
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I took Tom home, after the talk with the princaple. I sat him down on the couch. |
I took Tom home, after the talk with the princaple. I sat him down on the couch. |
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"TOM!!! Stop it!!! Stop it!!!" |
"TOM!!! Stop it!!! Stop it!!!" |
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He then yelled back at me. |
He then yelled back at me. |
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