The Gamerz (a gamer story staring.. you!)

1. The start of something new

background stuff, setting-your house in your bedroom, you live alone, 8:00 PM, you live alone You hometown of (insert your hometown here)

you were Playing Call of duty 3 on your computer and live streaming, your chat was going crazy as you just pulled of a team kill with a knife and pistol, today's a little easy you thought to yourself. "So how was that yall?" you said into your microphone, your chat erupted with people chanting your gamertag U/N! You laughed a little and continued playing after pulling off insane stunts, testing out new guns and responding to questions in the chat, it was getting late at your house after 4 hours of playing since you decided to start at 8:00 PM for some reason. "okay guys and gals, hope you all liked the stream U/N signing off" you saluted them and your stream ended. Your stomach rumbled and you decided to go eat a bag of Doritos and drink mountain dew (haha gamer food) you walked down your house to your kitchen and grabbed the snacks, mid eating them you forgot to check your youtube page, you saw it just got over 3 million subscribers today, you stared at the number and mentally put a note to do a special about it tommarow, then you remembered that you forgot to check your mail today since you mostly slept and prepared for the stream, you walked to your mailbox (I don't want to say walk outside due to some mailboxes being inside houses) and opened it up, it was full of letters, some even fell out you grabbed them all and went to your bedroom and laid it on your bed in your bedroom and sifted  through it, most of it was fan mail, but one big gold letter caught your eye, you pulled it out of the pile and read the front To U/N from The Call of duty makers. You opened it up and read the letter To U/N. We've seen what you do, most people in the offices over here love your videos, some even watch them on the job, nice job on 3 million subs btw, now to the important part, you see, we at the Call of duty offices have a proposal, we would like you to come and watch our tournament Bullets of steel and possibly participate, people around the world will be watching and participating, and as you being the top player, (it's true don't freakout) we see it as kinda fit that you come, we of course will cover your expenses, email us at callofduty@callofduty.com Thanks for your time, we hope to hear from you soon U/N From Rick- head creator (not real) "Holy Crap!" you thought "I'm the top player! and they invited me to the competition!" you started dancing on the spot in happiness (que music at the top of the page, it has nothing to do with the story but I like the music) "Okay, I'll email them tommarow, buttt first I need to sleep", you fell on the bed even though the letters were on it, you quickly brushed them on the floor, "I'll deal with those tommarow" You closed you eyes as the feeling of your comfy bed enveloped your body, darker, darker, nothing.

Wow this is my best writing yet, hope you like it =) comment if you like and thanks for reading