Let me tell you a story. The day I thought my games were lost forever. Now I want you to listen to the story. Here goes. You see, the other day, my little bro and I were at my cuz David's house. David and I were playin' a game with my memory card. Then my mom came and said, "We gotta go now before it starts pourin' down rain." So Dave and I got my games that me and my hermano brought. Then David asks, "Do you want to bring your memory card with you? You won't be here for a while." So I took the memory card, but instead of putting it in a game case, I put in my pocket of my shorts. I got home, practiced my piano, and sat down startin' to chill and get comfy. It seemed that nothin' could go wrong. But that's where I'm wrong, me amigos, the trouble just begun. Mom asked for me pantalones and take a shower. But what slipped my mind, amigos, was that that memory card was in me pantelones. I was in the bano and I thought I had set it down on the living room table or the bar. But it was neither. It was in my pantelones. And I started panicking. It was too late to retrieve the card. It was taking a bath. I told my mom. She dug through the clothes, but no card in sight. I thought it was lost forever. (I took the shower later, like now). When the washer stopped, we found it at the bottom.
We let it dry and I thought it would never come back. (Half my data was on that thing. How would you feel?) But one of the games was Kingdom Hearts II; one of the games I would've loved to do over and over again. And last night, the memory card was dry. This morning it was ALIVE! Hall...lelujah! Hall...lelujah! Hallaleheyluwhoya! HALLELEHEYLUYAH! HALLELUJAH! BOOM!
Well, there's my story. All personal additions will never be released. And you don't have to know what that means.
THE END
3 comments:
That's a great miracle story!
Way to use your Spanish!
lol,so nice
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