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Sitting alone at home playing with my computer

  • Sitting alone at home playing with my computer in the middle of the night...alone in my dark room..nothing creeps me out until..a slight knock on the door..'Who is THERE?'...

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  • "Where's my golden arrrmm..." a spooky voice called from behind my door. Haha! It had to be Joey, my little brother who liked to play stupid tricks on me."WHERE'S MY GOLDEN ARMM?"

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  • "Joey, I know that's you," I said and opened the door. But it wasn't him -- it was a gold-plated cyborg, glaring at me. "Where's. My. Golden. Arm," it repeated. I gulped

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  • . "Um, you must have got the wrong address," he quickly spoke, slowly closing the door. The gold-plated cyborg smashed through the wall, leaving a cyborg-shaped hole. "Noo!"

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  • I went to chase the cyborg down streets after streets and until a point i gave up as i can't race with a heavy metal guy

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  • Then I looked back. A huge robotic dog, covered in steel - was chasing me. Well, it was about time to beat my old speeding records.

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  • So I threw my secret weapon out. A rocket propelled titanium bone. The Robotic dog lunged in the opposite direction after the bone. I won the race. But now, I missed my giant robot

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  • even more. The accolades of victory were empty without Giant Robot at my side. I searched the seedy side of town, lingering at each dive bar for drinks, and calling "Giant Robot!"

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  • I ached with loneliness. My Giant Robot had serviced me in so many ways over they years. As the booze started to hit me harder and harder, I began to despair.

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  • But then, I heard a great clanking noise down the street. It was back! Rebuilt! Better than ever! I never let my Giant Robot Mk II leave the house ever again.

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