Finally, I was home. I sat down at my desk and flipped open my MacBook. I checked all my social media- Instagram, snapchat, Twitter, tumblr. All that kind of stuff. I got bored of Megan's pouty Instagram taking over my screen so I headed over to YouTube. I was watching Zoë's latest vlog when an avert popped up. 'We help you YouTube! Want to get involved? Click my face now!' Curious, I clicked on his big ol' forehead. A website popped up on my screen. I started to read. I read and I read and I read. My eyes ached.
I finally got to the end of the page; I wanted to start a YouTube channel! I sit down my laptop and legged it downstairs. But how? I couldn't just snap my fingers and a beuatiful high quality camera would be in my hands! Or could I? I ran to the basement. Impatiently, I rummaged round the old boxes of cardboard trying to find my Dad's camcorder. 'Ow!' I pricked my finger on something sharp. I lifted up the object and grinned. It was the camera! I held it tight to my chest and ran back up to my bedroom.
My first struggle was deciding where to put the camera. Shall I put it on my desk? Shall I put it on my bed? Shall be put it on my shelf? 'Arrghh! Where can I put it?' I mumbled to myself. Where will the best background be? Where will the best lighting be? Where, where, where? 'Waaait.' I walked over to my bedside table and placed down the camera. 'YEEEESSS!' It was a great angle! My second struggle was figuring out how to start my videos. I had to choose wisely. What's up guys? No. Hello guys? No. Hi everyone? No. How are we? No. Hey viewers? No. Wait! I've got it! I will start with 'Hello lovelies!' That sounds cute!
My video had started...
