chapter 1

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(also, this is satire! i like writing stupid stories for fun and its just a habit.)


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you are a gamer. a very popular gamer, but there is a twist: you get hate on your youtube videos for posting too much. you are known for gaming all day. one day, for some reason, you get a really sad hate comment! it tells you to touch grass. when you get told to touch grass, you frown angrily because all you want to do is play games on your pc like the idiot you are. you, in a pouty mood, make a whole entire video about it and get a million views. you realize that the comments on your video are backing that hater up. you're shocked and everyone is telling you to go outside. you sigh. you decide to touch grass for the first ever time.

at 7 in the morning you stand outside near the grass. just on the pavement. you stare at the grass in fear, not wanting to touch grass. you take deep breaths and mutter to yourself. "do not pee your pants.. do not pee your pants.. it's just grass." you kneel on the pavement, looking at the grass. you are angry at the hate comments but all you can think of is grass now. you shake your head afraid, you then run away in fear.. // an hour later you come back, heading to the pavement near the grass feild once again. you shakily sigh while kneeling down to the grass. you reach your hand out near the grass, just above it but not touching it. you are just about to touch grass but you get really scared and pull back. "too scary!" you screech, fearfully putting on your gloves. you glance at the grass again. you then take a deep breath again and take your gloves off. then you wince and slowly place a finger on the grass. for some reason, just placing your finger on the grass makes you feel this strange feeling. you place your full hand on it. suddenly you feel powerful. you realize the more you touch grass the more you feel powerful. you fall in love with the grass. you post a video of you touching grass again. pee-ple are jealous. you become the greatest gamer now!

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