Abusive
I have been doing what I do best all week. I have been playing games. All I do is play the best game in the world. It’s an addiction that can’t be healed, a disease I’ll be stuck with forever. I barely move from the couch, only for necessities. But now, I am about to finish the game. I have spent a year on this and I will finally know how it all ends. As I move my character into the final room, a dark figure arises. This is it, the boss of this whole realm, the end! I lift my weapon towards this dark figure, but as if there was a glitch, my character immediately died.
I re-spawned, but every time I went back into the room, it was an automatic death. I was the furthest in the game, so I couldn’t get any help. I don’t know what to do now. I have spent all of my time on this game, this stupid unbeatable game! I turned off the system and just sat there. All of my life was drained from my face and my breath had become cold. There was nothing to do now, nothing at all. Maybe I could go outside, but do what? There is no point in going outside, I don’t know anybody. Maybe I could just play another game.
I stood up to get the game, but I felt weird. Things spun around me and my head ached. My legs felt like butter and I felt like I would cripple any second. I decided to get back down and let things adjust back. Once they did, I tried again. The same thing happened, but I fell to the ground. Things went back to normal, but my vision was blurred. I felt horrible, I should get help. No one was home though. I had to call someone, anyone.
I picked up the phone and dialed, but when I pressed it against my ear, a high pitched ringing sound fell upon me. My ear burned and I was in pain. I was on the floor once more and I dropped the phone. I could hear my mom on the other line. Through all of my pain, I was able to scream help. I remained on the floor, hoping that my mom would be there soon. I waited, not moving a muscle, for a whole hour. I felt like I was going to die.
My mom finally came home wondering where I was at. She called my name in search of me. I mumbled to get her attention. Once found, I tried to get up. I stumbled and fell many times. She caught me the final time and helped me up. She kept asking what was wrong. The world kept spinning and my mom and the world faded away. I woke up in a bed. It was at a hospital, I’m sure of it. My mom was by the bed and I felt like the world was remade.
My mom’s smile was very big, but dissipated once the doctor entered. He was carrying a chart, my fate. What was wrong with me? Could I be treated? How long will it last? The questions were surging through my mind. The doctor took a seat and looked at me. He opened my file and looked concerned.
“Deterioration of muscles and impairment of vision due to excessive use of electronics. That’s it. You’ll be fine in an hour or so. I do recommend you go outside and exercise often, or else you’ll be falling often. Also, lay off the games.”
Stay off of the games? I have spent much of my time on that stupid game. That stupid unbeatable game made my life this bad. From that day, I have given up games and stepped outside. It wasn’t how I thought it would be. I thought there would be many kids out, but I was the only one, the only one becoming better. The game was finally announced finished this year, but I don’t care anymore. I won’t let it tempt me any longer.
END
Now, of course this is a story, but it is very much real. Electronic technology is being abused these days, and we our muscles become weak. Although we can’t stop our technology from getting better, I advise that we use it right, and not let it run our lives. Only we are allowed to do that.