**Since so many of you were frustrated with my ebonics, I'll reserve them for "Harry in the Hood". I'm trying to make a point, people. Let's see who can be the first one to guess what it is. This story might help a bit. Pay close attention to the subject matter.**
Once upon a time there lived a little boy named Matt. Matt had a serious problem. He was obsessed with Harry Potter. Every single second of every single day, he thought of Harry. He called his family and friends by their appointed nicknames, all of which were characters in the books. He had read each book several times and could recite it at memory. He couldn't even hold normal conversations anymore without some mention of the series. Most importantly, he was a fanfic.net writer. He spent hours a day reading and writing fanfics, and often noticed the similarity between them and things in the little real life he had. He went under the alias Matt Granger, for he had a bit of a thing for Hermione. Oh, how he wished that he could meet Harry! Little did he know his dreams would come true...
One day while surfing the internet for info to put on his webpage (www.geocities.com/hp/obsessedfreak/potter.html), he stumbled across a contest sponsered by his favorite site, scholastic.com. They were holding a worldwide contest to find the ultimate Harry fan. The prize? A trip to Hogwarts to meet Harry. Matt shouted with glee. He instantly sent in a homevideo to Scholastic saying how big of a fan he was. "Certainly I will win!" he thought. But would he...
Yes, of course he would. Matt was truely a Harry Potter freak. So when he found out that he won, he sent out an e-mail to all his friends (well, the Harry mailing list friends he had made, he didn't have real friends) saying how he won. He would take a flight to London tomorrow. So he packed his bag, complete with pj's, toothbrush, and complete set of hardback Potter books, and set off on the journey. The trip turned out to be eventful. Very eventful indeed...
So eventful that nothing really happened. When Matt reached London, he almost peed his pants with excitement. "This is it" he said as he looked at the platform Harry himself used to get to Hogwarts. "1...2...3!" he said as he ran towards the platform. What happened next was a shock to all...
He hit it and got a concussion. But what's worse, the boy was so heartbroken that he spent the rest of his childhood years locked in his room with his N64, repeatedly killing Mario over and over and over...for you see, he found pleasure in watched Mario commit suicide...
THE END...
Or is it?...
Yes, it is.
Once upon a time there lived a little boy named Matt. Matt had a serious problem. He was obsessed with Harry Potter. Every single second of every single day, he thought of Harry. He called his family and friends by their appointed nicknames, all of which were characters in the books. He had read each book several times and could recite it at memory. He couldn't even hold normal conversations anymore without some mention of the series. Most importantly, he was a fanfic.net writer. He spent hours a day reading and writing fanfics, and often noticed the similarity between them and things in the little real life he had. He went under the alias Matt Granger, for he had a bit of a thing for Hermione. Oh, how he wished that he could meet Harry! Little did he know his dreams would come true...
One day while surfing the internet for info to put on his webpage (www.geocities.com/hp/obsessedfreak/potter.html), he stumbled across a contest sponsered by his favorite site, scholastic.com. They were holding a worldwide contest to find the ultimate Harry fan. The prize? A trip to Hogwarts to meet Harry. Matt shouted with glee. He instantly sent in a homevideo to Scholastic saying how big of a fan he was. "Certainly I will win!" he thought. But would he...
Yes, of course he would. Matt was truely a Harry Potter freak. So when he found out that he won, he sent out an e-mail to all his friends (well, the Harry mailing list friends he had made, he didn't have real friends) saying how he won. He would take a flight to London tomorrow. So he packed his bag, complete with pj's, toothbrush, and complete set of hardback Potter books, and set off on the journey. The trip turned out to be eventful. Very eventful indeed...
So eventful that nothing really happened. When Matt reached London, he almost peed his pants with excitement. "This is it" he said as he looked at the platform Harry himself used to get to Hogwarts. "1...2...3!" he said as he ran towards the platform. What happened next was a shock to all...
He hit it and got a concussion. But what's worse, the boy was so heartbroken that he spent the rest of his childhood years locked in his room with his N64, repeatedly killing Mario over and over and over...for you see, he found pleasure in watched Mario commit suicide...
THE END...
Or is it?...
Yes, it is.
