Picture this: A room that has only three walls, and no roof. All around it was a playground, and then there
was a brick wall planted in the misdt of that, with no purpose whatsoever. Yeah, that's where I was, in the playground-house
Anyway, Matt from Digimon 01 (that means the 11-year-old Matt) wouldn't stop following me around, and it was getting
annoying. I started to talk with a girl named Tara. Matt walked away sadly to join his brother TK on the
I looked over in the three-walled room, and saw my brother Casy playing Super Nintendo with Kari, while Izzy was on the
computer playing WarCraft 2. After a few minutes, Tara walked away as well, but then IceFly showed up with her rollerblades
on. I said, "Wait for me!" My blades appeared out of nowhere. I put them and my gear on, got up, and saw
Matt pushing TK on a swing.
I bladed to him, and yelled out "Hello!" I grabbed him by the shoulders to swing him around which caused us both
to fall on the ground. He got up, really mad, and joined the rest of digi-destined who had gathered beside the useless
Cursing under my breath, I bladed past the group, gave them the middle finger, and heard eight voices gasp all at
the same time.
The scene changed into a race track area, but it was in the middle of the field that had a bunch of dandelions blooming
and those white fluffy puffball flowers. All the contestants in the race were the people in the pod race from Star Wars:
I heard a voice behind me call out, "Hey!" I turned around and saw Matt and everyone else save IceFly and Casy
running toward me. I immediately spun around and started to jogging also, but I kept tripping and falling, and Matt
repeated, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
Eventually, Tai and Mimi ran past me, and I tripped again, fallong over and all fours. I started to get back up
again, when I heard Matt say right beside me, "Are you okay?" For some reason, I became terrified. I jumped up
and sprinted away.
The track dissolved into a street I lived on a few years back. I ran into my old apartment. I had a feeling
something was wrong, so I opened up an antique drawer- and discovered the orange-haired guy from Castlevania64. He begged,
"Please let me hide! The skeleton will kill me!" I closed the desk and hurried to lock the door, but a skeleton
was standing there holding a machine gun.
It asked me, "Have you seen an orange-haired man around here?" I was about to say no, when we heard somebody shouting
from downstairs, "I know you're up here!" The skeleton ran into my room and whispered, "I have to hide!" He turned
into a plastic bag. I bunched it up and threw it into my closet.
I went back to the door again, and saw a bright orange stormtrooper, who asked me, "Have you seen a skeleton come up
here?" I smiled innocently, answered, "Nope!" slammed the door, and locked it. I turned around, and jumped about
ten feet in the air.
Matt was standing right in front of me. He put his hands on my shoulders, and said, "I'm sorry."