Story One - Torture

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I never thought the most painful experiences in my life would even come close to what I suffered on that day. It was unbearable, the torture I went through in those moments when my life's normal routine was disrupted by something so normal.

It all started when I just got home from school. I had a snack then dashed towards the study, where my PC awaited. I was so excited to see everyone who had wished me a happy birthday. I turned on my computer with delight, a sweet scent in the air. The computer greeted me with the usual tone.

I opened up internet explorer. Just kidding, who uses internet explorer anymore? I clicked on the rainbow whirl of colours known as Google Chrome. I smashed in the keys F A C E B O O K into the search bar and waited for the normal results. Thats when my luck changed. My face turned pale as marble. I recoiled back in my hard, wooden chair as the page didn't open. To my horror I looked and saw I didn't have a single bar of wi-fi. I ran to the modem, and stared in disbelief at the usual location of the modem. I ran into my room and sat on my bed as a wave of terror destroyed all hope in my mind. I felt like wasn't worth living anymore. What once was a sweet scent sent felt like fire, burning my flesh. I burst into tears crying out for help. The carpet floor had my tears dripping onto it. I decide there is only one option in a time like this. 'Hello this is emergency services, what is your emergency?' The lady says in a calm manner.
'Hello, I live at 22 Bellbourough road, and I have a dire emergency,'
'Ok, emergency services are ready. Please we will release them once you give us more details on the issue you are having trouble with,'
'My modem has been taken from it's original location,' I whisper to her.
'And so what is the issue that needs resolving?' Oh my god did she really just say that?
'I- I just t- told you the issue,'
'The modem has been stolen?'
'Yes, it has,'
'Sir, this line is for serious issues, please call this num-' I'd already slammed the phone down before she could finish. What did she mean this wasn't a serious issue! This was a disaster worse then death. Death. I then had the sudden realisation of what I had to do. I walked up the stairs and walked onto the balcony. And I...
Haven't thought oh an ending to this story yet! If you'd like to help me finish this story please suggest what an ending could be, that doesn't end with him jumping off the balcony. After all this is a comedic story!

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 18, 2014 ⏰

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