Greg Jr. sat in his room paging through his comic books, another night by himself. Greg Jr. had never been popular nor good at sports, and that combination had molded him into the quirky kid he is today. It’s not like Greg Jr. (or Junior) cared much, in fact he loved his life.
He loved chess, dungeons and dragons, runescape and his comics. He thought he was quite blessed actually. His intelligence had earned him a very easy first 8 years of school; unfortunately his 9th hadn’t been going so well.
His recent encounter with bullies had left him discouraged and saddened. However, at this time in his life he learned not to let things keep him down.
He slowly re-read his favorite comic as he ate another handful of chips, finishing his half-pound bag. He looked over at his clock on the wall and decided to go to bed, he throw away the bag of chips, put away his comic books, and went to bed thinking about the next day…
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