I clicked the mansion that I had just spent five whole minutes on when it froze! Stupid computer, I thought slamming my fists on the desk then rubbing them in pain. "Owwwww," I complained. No one was there to hear me though. "Oh, come on! That's the third time this week!" I looked at the phone then though about my closest friend, Ian. I quickly grabbed the phone and dialed his number. "Hello?" said my friend's voice. "Hey it's me Zoe. You have a big family right? Is there anyone that would be able to fix my Sims game for free?"

There was a moment of silence as he thought about his huge family. Ian is the only one I know that can be the youngest of four brothers, six sisters, have twenty-three cousins, thirty-two second cousins, nineteen aunts, eighteen uncles, thirteen nieces and nephews, nine grandmothers, and twelve grandfathers and know everything about each of them which adds up to one hundred thirty-six relatives. "That would be my second cousin Joey" He finally said. "He fixes stuff all the time. I'm sure he would do it for my friend."

"Thanks Ian, you're the best. When can he come over?" "Would today be fine?" "Today would be fantastic!" "Okay then, I'll call him and tell him to come over as soon as he can. Although, he's very weird." "Weird how?" "I mean like believing in dark magic and taking everything extremely literal. Watch what you say around him." "I'll be fine. Thanks again, bye." "Bye," then we both hung up. I lay back on my bed (which I had moved to while we were talking) and gave a deep sigh of relief, soon finding myself asleep because I had gotten only three hours of sleep the night before.

I woke up about an hour later to a knock on the door. I got up and started running to answer it when I stopped to make sure I didn't have bed-head or anything. Looking in the mirror on the back of my door, I flattened out my long, straight, red hair and checked to make sure nothing else was messed up. After that short time I ran fast to the door and opened it. A man wearing a black shirt and blue-jeans was standing there. He was surprisingly tall with dark brown hair and brown eyes to match.

"Hello," he said in a voice that carried out slowly, "I'm Joey, I'm here to fix your game." He held out his hand and I shook it. "Right this way," I replied leading him to my room. "What seems to be the problem?" "Well it keeps freezing and I don't know why." "I can fix that easily, why don't you ask for some improvement on the game?" "Okay, can you make it more realistic?" "Gladly". So I lay back on my bed and soon fell asleep again.

I woke up thirty minutes later when he said "Done," I sat up and said in between yawns "Thanks". Then I lay back down. "Aren't you going to try it out? "He said sounding disappointed. "I'm too tired to right now. You know the way out." So he left and I was asleep again. When I woke up fully rested, it was one o'clock in the morning. Is it moms night off, or was that tomorrow? I thought. My mom works at three jobs and only gets one night off every other day which is when she sleeps so I never see her. My dad left my mom and me when I was born so I never knew him.

I soon found out, after looking through the house, that tomorrow was her day off. Well, I might as well try out this game and see if it works. I clicked the Sims shortcut and was surprised at how fast it went to the main screen. I then clicked my favorite town, which is pleasant view, and sat there in awe. There was the town that I remembered except it was all real. It felt like I was looking through a window.

As if under a spell, I reached out with one finger and touched the screen. Except there was no screen. Waves rippled out like water as I stared shocked at were my index finger was half in the screen. I tried to yank my hand away but it wouldn't come out. The worst part was it could go forward. I pulled as hard as I could but nothing worked. When I relaxed though, it catapulted me forward so it was up to my shoulder.

I tried to put my foot on the side of the screen but my foot slipped so now it was up to my waist. In this uncomfortable position, I scratched my knee which caused me to, involuntarily, jerk my other leg into the screen down to my ankle. So now, my right arm, left leg, and up to my ankle on my right leg was in the screen and the rest of me wasn't. Finally realizing that there was no other way, I pushed the rest of m in. Soon I found myself falling, and everything was black before I hit the ground.