I am screwed.

There I was, just standing there, sitting in my awesome room staring at that thing. That awesome spectacular thing. That thing wants me really bad, It's staring straight back at me. I wonder, what in the world? Why can't I move? It's right there, come on man! You can do this! But for some strange, odd reason, my brain thinks I can't. What is wrong with you brain? Why can't you think? This is going all wrong. This is not what I expected. I think I need to get a check up or something. Okay. Now I'm getting really nervous. I'm starting to sweat a lot here. Someone! Do something! I try using the Force, but there is no way I can do this. Oh my gosh this is ticking me off sooo bad. I think I should just forget about everything and get up, walk over to my "thing" and start gaming. Ah, now you know what the "thing" is, don't you? Well anyway I can't really do anything. I can't watch T.V., game, computers, or any other nerdy things because guess what? I'm grounded. Yes I know. It's hard to see a guy like me grounded but I am. I just sit there, with this nasty face, whispering. "Come on man! Use your fricken ninja skills!" I turn my head and there was my mom, standing by the door. Watching my every move, thinking what the heck is he DOING?