My pc
It was a rectangular box with a cd tray and power button it made a buzzing noise when it was turned on, the cords and wires were all connected to the box, in the back of course
It was a sunny day and my dad told me to put on my jeans and shoes. He wouldn’t tell me where we were going. We walked for what seemed like hours. Finally we saw my dads friend he was carrying a weird silver box, which I didn’t know at the time was the pc. We walked back to our house in the projects(I didn’t know this at the time either)it was really sunny and I was glad when I changed out of those annoying jeans they were like wearing 100 rubber bands. My dad's friend hooked it to this silver square I didn’t know he was carrying(most likely because I was transfixed on the big box). My eldest sister showed how to play games and what they were and that was the beginning for my love of games. I will never forget that day. But as all things come to an end so did the pc. But as the middle had taught me to imagine things broken and cherish those moments is i simply smiled, remembering all those hours of games and research. And realizing that it was more used then my shirts. I smiled even more. One day I also met two kids who also played pc. I found out later that their names were Eric and Isaiah. They eventually became my best friends. We were like brothers to each other. Our parents eventually realized that and became friends too, well sorta. Eventually another kid joined but all he did was make fun of everyone and- that's a story for another day.
It was a rectangular box with a cd tray and power button it made a buzzing noise when it was turned on, the cords and wires were all connected to the box, in the back of course
It was a sunny day and my dad told me to put on my jeans and shoes. He wouldn’t tell me where we were going. We walked for what seemed like hours. Finally we saw my dads friend he was carrying a weird silver box, which I didn’t know at the time was the pc. We walked back to our house in the projects(I didn’t know this at the time either)it was really sunny and I was glad when I changed out of those annoying jeans they were like wearing 100 rubber bands. My dad's friend hooked it to this silver square I didn’t know he was carrying(most likely because I was transfixed on the big box). My eldest sister showed how to play games and what they were and that was the beginning for my love of games. I will never forget that day. But as all things come to an end so did the pc. But as the middle had taught me to imagine things broken and cherish those moments is i simply smiled, remembering all those hours of games and research. And realizing that it was more used then my shirts. I smiled even more. One day I also met two kids who also played pc. I found out later that their names were Eric and Isaiah. They eventually became my best friends. We were like brothers to each other. Our parents eventually realized that and became friends too, well sorta. Eventually another kid joined but all he did was make fun of everyone and- that's a story for another day.
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