We have just left the graveyard, with our relatives eyes drastically damp. I look to the grave thinking, “I will never see that face again.” It was a sad day for sure, to thinking a stroke could take our strong fighting Grandpa. Yet with our faces hung with despair, for Dane and I, this would be a pose short lived. We did not know or believe it would become a better time soon, that all our tears would be wiped away with something so simple, so fun. That we would forget all our grievances, because at the age of 6, we did not think so deeply into darkness, and would forget all the sadness of the day because of... a toy. A toy that would save my brother and I from sorrow, at least long enough for us to heal the invisible wound in our minds,
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The pastor was with us, yet I didn’t know him, he said the same as my mom did earlier, “Don’t worry kids, it will be better soon.” Yet when they say that you can’t help but wonder “Will it get better?” When I think of this, we are dropped off at our house in the country. When we try to go inside, my mom asks me “Blake, do you want to go to the toy store?” and I say “Yea! Why?” She tells me it is where kids that are hurt go when they need healing, to which I say “Mom, that's a hospital.” She weirdly chuckles and we are off to the store. We arrive at the store, Dane and start looking for a toy that we could play together in the kids section. While we are their, my mom half crying, tells us we can pick anything in $200! Dane and I explode with joy, and fear, wondering what we should pick, that's when we see it… a …show more content…
Little did we know that with the pain and the other attributes from the funeral we would be like this for a long time. Years have gone by, and here we are still at the start, playing games all day and night, this is a fun yet bad addiction. This is an addiction in it’s own category, it can be bad and I know it, yet I feel no remorse for starting. So I ask you, it is such a bad thing? The pain is gone, I have a new hobby, it is no different than a new car or job, you just lose interest in one thing and move to another. So, yes I have learned my lesson, but have you? If it is wrong to do what you love then why love? Because it is human, and it is a strength and a weakness. Gaming is no addiction only… a hobby that lasts longer than life itself. You could say the longer the time, the worse the addiction is becoming, yet still it isn’t life crumbling. This was what I learned from that week after the funeral, and even though it was a dark lesson, it was still a lesson to be learned. As Albert Einstein once said “You have to learn the rules of the game. And then you have to play better than anyone else.” That is how I feel now, I have learned my lesson and know I can become better than anyone at literal
The pastor was with us, yet I didn’t know him, he said the same as my mom did earlier, “Don’t worry kids, it will be better soon.” Yet when they say that you can’t help but wonder “Will it get better?” When I think of this, we are dropped off at our house in the country. When we try to go inside, my mom asks me “Blake, do you want to go to the toy store?” and I say “Yea! Why?” She tells me it is where kids that are hurt go when they need healing, to which I say “Mom, that's a hospital.” She weirdly chuckles and we are off to the store. We arrive at the store, Dane and start looking for a toy that we could play together in the kids section. While we are their, my mom half crying, tells us we can pick anything in $200! Dane and I explode with joy, and fear, wondering what we should pick, that's when we see it… a …show more content…
Little did we know that with the pain and the other attributes from the funeral we would be like this for a long time. Years have gone by, and here we are still at the start, playing games all day and night, this is a fun yet bad addiction. This is an addiction in it’s own category, it can be bad and I know it, yet I feel no remorse for starting. So I ask you, it is such a bad thing? The pain is gone, I have a new hobby, it is no different than a new car or job, you just lose interest in one thing and move to another. So, yes I have learned my lesson, but have you? If it is wrong to do what you love then why love? Because it is human, and it is a strength and a weakness. Gaming is no addiction only… a hobby that lasts longer than life itself. You could say the longer the time, the worse the addiction is becoming, yet still it isn’t life crumbling. This was what I learned from that week after the funeral, and even though it was a dark lesson, it was still a lesson to be learned. As Albert Einstein once said “You have to learn the rules of the game. And then you have to play better than anyone else.” That is how I feel now, I have learned my lesson and know I can become better than anyone at literal