+rep

+rep. have anice day.

I was only 10 years old.
I loved TF2 so much, I had almost all the weapons I wanted.
I would leave my computer on for hours, Just to get a few drops.
Then I got my first hat, The gibus.
Suddenly everything changed.
I no longer cared about playing for fun, I only cared about the 'hats'
I "borrowed" my mommys credit card and bought more hats.
I had so many hats, I loved them all.
But then someone traded me, I accepted.
They offered an Unusual for all my hats.
It was so sexy looking, I put up all my hats and traded.
But no Unusual, He scammed me.
I lost it all.
I was so sad I cried for hours.
Later that night I prayed to Gaben for my hats back.
I went to bed after praying.
I felt warm.
I looked behind me, It was Gaben!
He said "This is Gabe Newell" and handed me a Burning Team Captain.
Then I woke up, I was wearing my Burning Team Captain and I was naked.
I saw Gabe leave through the window, he looked back at me and winked.
Hats are love. Hats are life.