As an only child growing up in Clarence, Iowa, I at most times found myself playing alone in my backyard or sitting in front of my television, watching whatever we had on VCR. DVD players had already been out for years at that time, but with my father working as a mechanic in some random guy's garage, we could not afford to buy a DVD player. I had to resort to VHS tapes, but at least my mother would take me to the used game store(which also sold VHS tapes and DVDs)every once in a while.
I became addicted to owning VHS tapes, even as a six year old boy and honestly, I still am to this day. My favorites were the movies from Tim Burton and the Disney films were my absolute favorites; I just could not get enough of Toy Story and The Lion King. …show more content…
The guy sat on the floor, crying before he suddenly stopped. "At least I still have you, Toby," he said. There was nobody and nothing else in the room. "You'll never leave me, will you?" He stood from the floor and he lied down on his bed. "I had a dream last night," he said. "Mr. Piggyton was real and all of us children were dancing and singing along with him. You were there too, Toby. It was the best dream I ever had." He tucked himself under the thin white sheets. "One day, I'm gonna have my own town where only children can play and nobody else. Just us children and Mr. Piggyton." Muffled sounds of yelling could be heard from outside the room. "Mommy and Daddy is arguing again." He turned to his side, facing the dirty wall and began loudly singing the show's theme song. He'd get louder and louder as the muffled yells continued. Louder and louder he would get before the door swung open and that agitated man, his father, walked into the room holding a …show more content…
He was knocked unconscious and was dragged out of the room by his father; a trail of blood followed behind
I became addicted to owning VHS tapes, even as a six year old boy and honestly, I still am to this day. My favorites were the movies from Tim Burton and the Disney films were my absolute favorites; I just could not get enough of Toy Story and The Lion King. …show more content…
The guy sat on the floor, crying before he suddenly stopped. "At least I still have you, Toby," he said. There was nobody and nothing else in the room. "You'll never leave me, will you?" He stood from the floor and he lied down on his bed. "I had a dream last night," he said. "Mr. Piggyton was real and all of us children were dancing and singing along with him. You were there too, Toby. It was the best dream I ever had." He tucked himself under the thin white sheets. "One day, I'm gonna have my own town where only children can play and nobody else. Just us children and Mr. Piggyton." Muffled sounds of yelling could be heard from outside the room. "Mommy and Daddy is arguing again." He turned to his side, facing the dirty wall and began loudly singing the show's theme song. He'd get louder and louder as the muffled yells continued. Louder and louder he would get before the door swung open and that agitated man, his father, walked into the room holding a …show more content…
He was knocked unconscious and was dragged out of the room by his father; a trail of blood followed behind