I was maybe 4 we had a pretty decent computer at the time and everyday when I came home from preschool I would hop on and be there for hours playing making stories it was an escape that I loved. I don't know why but these little digital people were some of my closest friends they never left me. But like everyone else I had to have my limits it was 2 hours on 1 hour outside with a 30 min nap in between the outside and going back on. Who would've thought a 4 year old without the help of his mom wouldn't kill his sims in the first five minutes?! However I did have a bad habit of forgetting to save. When the computer died I was so sad I never got to play the sims 1 again.
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Just An Average Teenage Simmer
RandomPretty much just me explaining my journey through the sims franchise