Let's(Runaway) Go To Disneyland
-I was five maybe six. I had a nintendo at the time that my parents would let me play when I got all my chores done. The highlight of the day, to get to lay on the living room floor, belly down, feet up in the air with no care in the world but trying to get to the end of ninja turtles. Oh the hours spent tryin to get to that end boss. To have mom or dad yell, ok it's time to go to bed, what? No, I just started playing, even though 6 hours had gone by in the blink of an eye and I've only restarted the game 50 times due to a glitch causing me to die, One more try, mom, One more life dad, No, it's time for bed. Ugh, ok.....but wait, maybe I can leave the game on, shit the tv off and hide the light on the console so dad can't tell it's on, Because he's always saying It's a waste of electricity to leave it on over night, bit he doesn't understand the countless hours of dedication to get to this point. But he won't know this time. He's too tired fro...