Today when I walked into my economics class I saw something I dread every time I close my eyes.
Someone had brought their new gaming laptop to class. The Forklift he used to bring it was still
running idle at the back. I started sweating as I sat down and gazed over at the 700lb beast that was
his laptop. He had already reinforced his desk with steel support beams and was in the process of
finding an outlet for a power cable thicker than Amy Schumer's thigh. I start shaking. I keep telling
myself i'm going to be alright and that there's nothing to worry about. He somehow finds a ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
outlet. Tears are running down my cheeks as i send my last texts to my family saying i love them. The
teacher starts the lecture, and the student turns his laptop on. The colored lights on his RGB Backlit
keyboard flare to life like a nuclear flash, and a deep humming fills my ears and shakes my very soul.
The entire city power grid goes dark. The classroom begins to shake as the massive fans begin to spin.
In mere seconds my world had gone from vibrant life to a dark, earth shattering void where my body
is getting torn apart by the 150mph gale force winds and the 500 decibel groan of the cooling fans. As
my body finally surrenders, I weep, as my school and the city goes under. I ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ hate gaming laptops.