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                    Playing Game

                    One year ago, it was a sunny day. Due to the hot weather, I decided to stay at home at that time. I approached my sister who was playing something with her laptop. Curious, I sat down beside her on the floor and looked onto the monitor she was staring at seriously. Turned up she was playing a game. The online one to be exact. The game she play was casual life stimulation. Whereas in that game you create your own character and appearance however you want. The character you made could get a job and build a house with the money, visiting friends, and have a date with the others. Feeling intrigued I begged her to let me play too. She was reluctant at first, but let me play eventually. She taught me how to play, and soon I could do it myself after she left me alone. I thought the decoration of the house inside that game was not satisfying. The television she bought was so old-fashioned I decided to buy a bigger television. Thus, I made my game’s character worked hard to earn money.  I was frustated and so into the game. Then I grumbled while scratching my hair, “Still not enough money to buy that superb television. God, what should I do?” My father was passed by in front of my room stop for a while to ask, “Why do you need money to buy new TV? The TV we had still working nicely.” I could only stare at him agape.

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