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In Christmas my father gave his other sons arrows as a gift and gave me a collection of CDs of video game. I am not a mean or cruel child. NO,no,no, I am just full of ambition to be one day the owner of everything inside this house. I want my father’s car. I want my mother’s jewelry .I want my brother’s ball. I want my second brother’s cell-phone. I want my sister’s boyfriend .I want the roof and the basement. I want the oxygen to be inhaled and exhaled only by me. I want the plants indoors and in the yard I want the trees. In short I want everything and everyone to be owned by Mr. Me. So, am I mean or am I just powerful and can be what I wish to be?
I started to play every CD for a few minutes so I can decide which one is the best. My favorite was the one with the US drones attacking the bare footed terrorists with long beards fleeing in all directions on the mountains. I don’t know what crimes they committed, but I realized from the game they were trying to bomb the White House. As an American child I did my best to fight them. The background of this game was very beautifully distinguished. The mountains were green, the rain was continuously falling. Rain drops looked like pearls. Birds were flying all over the sky. The tweets were a magical hum. The weird part of this game, were the people. I don’t know where they were supposed to be from. They were wearing long gowns and had around their waists belts with knives. They were storing some kind of green leaves inside their cheeks. For some mysterious reason those leaves made the people in the game dumb. Those leaves made it easy for me to hit them and shoot them with my drones. Those leaves made them absent-minded and distracted all the time so I always succeeded to corrupt their plans. Whenever they were climbing the mountain I would drop a leaf and all of them would forget about climbing the mountain and race to get the leaf. It was so funny. They climb the mountain and I would put a small rock on their way and they would fall down in a very stupid way. I used to laugh out loud. Honestly? Terrorists are funny. The game was super exciting and fun. I was the US force part. I had many weapons. I had bombs, bullets and best of all the drones. I admired the drones. I preferred them cause they permitted me to kill without fearing being killed myself. I used to attack the terrorists while I was in the swimming pool or drinking alcohol in a pub or even reading a book. The game was excellent. One time , I was moving the drone and read on the screen that the gathering of terrorists were gossiping about Tom Jerry so I shot them dead. I love Tom and Jerry. It was so funny. I shot the tip of them man’s tongue and his head exploded into bits and pieces. I felt as powerful as a president! Wow! What a feeling of strength!
I used to stop playing when ever my heart started beating fast. I used to think that I imagined seeing drops of blood dripping from my fingers. That was SCARY! Later, I found my pants stained with blood. This was terrifying. It is a game so where did that blood come from? I ran to the toilet. I washed the spot of blood and washed my hands. The water turned red. I couldn’t tolerate that so I screamed. I ran back to my video game. My fingers went on dripping blood. The blood drops stained the carpet. I wiped my fingers on the walls and sofas. That blood just wouldn’t stop dripping. What the hell is this spooky game? I stared at the screen of the TV. I saw the dead terrorist on the ground. The streams of blood showed on the screen. I also noticed for the first time in this game other people dead. Other people, whom I have never noticed before. Why didn’t I see them before? Was I so wild which made me blind? Wild and blind are synonyms. I saw a dead mechanic who was fixing a car. Now dead. I saw a teacher who fell in front of the board. Now dead. All the students in the class. Now dead. I saw a doctor in a hospital with 3 patients and elderly people now all dead! I saw a mother breast feeding her infant. Now both were dead. I saw a woman and a man hugging each other , now dead! I saw dead birds, dogs, cats all now dead. I saw broken flowers and cracked trees. I saw burnt seas. The dead terrorists I saw were only three. Who killed all the rest of those innocent people? It was no one but me! I felt guilty . I started to weep,
HEY! It was only a game. I was protecting the White House and trying to protect my interests. However, it looks like that was no game. If what I have done in that game could happen to me I would feel the same. I crushed that evil CD. I might have interests but I am not insane!
Salwa Yehia Aleryani
From- Yemen- the location of the game.