The night grew darker. There was an earthy

The night grew darker. There was an earthy smell on the chilly air. Hannah pulled the sheet tighter against her skin. Suddenly, there was a crash and when she looked up

an enormous, corduroy-clad tree loomed through her bedroom window. Twin knots glowed in the darkness, searching for her. It groaned. "Hannah, I have come to give you

a little advice. Have you done your homework?" Hannah pouted and went on coloring. She hated how inanimate ghosts were always nagging her to do this and that. Her pink canopy bed

harbored dozens of them and they bored her. The animated ghosts on the other hand were more interesting. Hannah looked at the sheet in front of her again. A tangle of scribbles

seemed to reveal a map to the ghosts' treasure. Hannah began to prepare for the journey: she packed holy water, granola bars, a proton pack, and several changes of underwear. She

was like most women though - utterly useless. She decided she would rather take those lovely silver shoes than that bag full of "useful" items, and set off in 6 inch heels towards

her intended target - the spaceborne entity whose only known weakness was light reflected from silver-colored footwear. It was the shortest bossfight in the history of videogames.

Basically the video game dungeons and dragons sucked and at your quarters. I buried my hate in chili cheese fries and

scooted the plate across the table. "Alright, chili fries!" a chubby kid said, eating up my hate hidden within. "GAAAH!" He "hulked out" and started punching the linoleum. "I

spun in a circle, hopping to "wonder woman out," but I just got dizzy. Helling Shazam, didn' help either. So I went home crying hoping the linoleum and my ego would recover.