This is just an excerpt from my previously mentioned paper which sort of showcases my love of video games and some of my character.
In Junior High I felt the need to be a rebel. Of course no one could know about it, but I needed to prove to myself I was different. This need led to a couple friends and I playing Nintendo DS under our desks in class. Our teacher would prattle on about English or manners and we would be race each other in Mario Kart. There were a few close calls, but we never got caught. The closest I came to being caught actually came from me being a good kid. For some reason my friend had written a dirty word on my pouch, which I of course showed to the teacher. My pouch was temporarily confiscated and I was shunned by my friend. This was all made worse when I realized my DS was still in my pouch. I was scared out of my mind the entire day. Finally I was called down to the Dean of Discipline’s office and was handed a new pouch. He made me hold the new pouch open as he carefully put everything from my old pouch into the new one. A few pencils and markers, a pencil sharpener, little by little they appeared in his hand, and then, the game boy. He held it up for just a moment longer than the rest, but then he put it in the new pouch, and just like that I was free. That single day was enough to scare me away from playing games in class and crushed what little rebellion was in me.
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