Bridgett sat at her computer, facing a blank screen. "Why can't I think of anything to write?" she yelled in frustration. "I can't think of how I wanted my play to begin. I wish I had written it down last night…oh well…Man I HATE having writer's block!!" She tried to find a sharp object to throw at her computer screen, but fortunately for her computer, there was none to be found…this time. "Hmm…. maybe if I play a game of Minesweeper, I'll be able to think better. So the pretty teenage girl began to play a wonderful game of Minesweeper. "La de da…crap, I killed him again!! Oh well, I'll just try it again." So Bridgett began a new game. And another. And another. She continued to play for 3 hours, with not a single win. On the 1500 game she was one mine away from winning, but of course she didn't.

"Why don't you just give it up?" a voice asked.

"Wha-who said that?"

"Me, the little smiley face you keep killing. Why don't you just give it up already?"

"No!! I must win this!! The little squares tell me "Click me, Bridgett, click me! I must obey them."

"Ok fine then. I really didn't want to do this, but you leave me with no choice. This isn't going to be pretty…"

Author's Note- Oooo the suspense!! hahaha yeah…I wanna see what you people think of this…that will decide if I continue it or not, so please review. And oh yeah I don't own Minesweeper. Now I'm off to do important things, like see who killed the guy on Matlock and take more personality tests! Bye for now!