Shortly before the bell would ring, I felt a pat on my shoulder. I sat on a nearby bench and definitely made a fool of myself crying. I hope it doesn't affect you too badly.” As I walked away from the library, I carried my broken USB with me. After the substitute got up, I said “Great! Now you destroyed the USB that carried HALF my games!” She said “I’m sorry. I said “Can I at least have my USB back?” She said “I’ll give it to you at the end of the day.” When she walked away, she tripped on the cord to another computer and dropped the USB. She said “You’re not allowed to play violent video games in school.” Then she walked away. Her face reminded me a little of McGonagall from Harry Potter. I played on a computer near the back of the library as to not disturb anyone else. I carried a USB that had all the data of Doom on it. During lunch time, I tend to eat fast and spend the rest of my time in the computer room with the volume cranked up and my headphones plugged in. Not the new Doom game, it was the first Doom game. A strange occurrence happened while I was playing Doom. It’s for the exact same reason I’m typing this. I used to agree with them, but now I deny that. My friends tell me I’m never scared of movies or video games. I play a lot of horror games, and watch violent movies.
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