trapped

trapped
by andy


The first time I saw it was when we went to Best Buy. After a "little accident" with our old computer, we were buying a new one.
"Ew, too old. Ew, too grayish. Ew, too I-can't-afford-a-good-computerish. Ew too--" my sister, Jess said, but I interrupted.
"What's your problem?" I said. My name is Hunter Dawson, by the way. "It's not your computer."
"Actually, it's the family's computer." Jess snapped back. "Since, I'm, like older and stuff, I get to pick."
"No, I get to pick." I said.
"Sor-ree, but I am picking it. You're the one who messed up the computer with your stupid baseball."
"If I didn't trip over your bicycle helmet, while pitching the ball, I wouldn't have done it."
"If you didn't throw the ball through the window and hit the computer, this wouldn't have happened."
"If you weren't born, this wouldn't have happened."
"If YOU weren't born this--"
"Jess and Hunter, just get along!" my mom shouted, a little too loud.
I sighed. "Hey, I want that one."
"Didn't I already say it was too old?" Jess said. "Look, it was made it 1978. I can't believe they still sell those."
"Let your brother choose." my mom said.
"But he was the one who broke the old computer!" Jess said.
"But he's paying with half his allowance." my mom said back.
"What?" I asked. "I didn't approve of this."
"Well, I do. Hurry up and take that computer. Ten more minutes until my meeting!"
"This is so unfair!" Jess shouted. She crossed her arms. "I'm going into the car."
"Hurry up, Hunter. We'll wait for you in the car." my mom agreed.

* * * * * * * * * * *

About like, five hours later, we got the computer to work. My mom came home from her meeting too.
"So, how's the computer?" my mom asked.
"Mom, wait I didn't try it out yet!"
"OK, OK."
I clicked on "Internet". I typed in www.google.com. When I pressed ENTER, a few things happened.

1. My mom yelled, "HOW'S IT WORKING?"
2. My sister came into the room.
3. Somehow, I was trapped into the computer.

Cool story

"I think he's in the bathroom or something." My sister said.
"Okay..." my mom answered.
At first, I shouted, "IM HERE!" but I'm sure they didn't hear it.
"Okay, well, I'm going on Aim.com."
My sister moved the mouse, and then I moved.
So I don't control what I do. The mouse does..
"Jess2cool. Password, 123qwerty...." my sister muttered as she typed.
I couldn't move. I looked down at myself. I was not wearing my adidas shoes. I was not wearning my blue shorts. I was not wearning my polo shirt. I was shaped as an arrow... All white. This is so not happening!
"No one's on.. I guess I'll go on paint."
She started drawing, whatever she was drawing. I think it was a girl in a dress or something.
I felt so dizzy. She kept moving the mouse.
"This is SO bor-annnnng. Let's play a game."
I looked behind me. She was going to play HIT! a game where you hit as many people in two minutes.
Oh no.
She kept moving the mouse around and around.

LOL

imagine u as him.
xD

new chapter?

MAYBEEE