A system of Awesomeness

Daily Prompt: Shake it Up

by Krista on February 24, 2014

You’re 12 years old. It’s your birthday. Write for ten minutes on that memory. GO.

The party would be legendary. Turning twelve had never been so big. Everyone was invited and would be bringing something delectable, sugary, more food-like, than organic. This was the eighties, healthy meant aerobically exercising to music and the adults had come up with some catchy phrase for it. Twinkies were still thought of as cute. Michael and Spurlock hadn’t yet ruined McDonalds and ‘naturally flavored ice cream’ still seemed innocent enough.

There would be girls there, boys to I suppose, but they mattered very little. All the standard games would be made available, but only to lull the audience into temporary boredom. When the tensions ripened just so, my mom would do her best Vanna by opening the armoire doors housing our TV for the big reveal.


Nintendo Entertainment System.

This was a system people. A system of awesomeness, which by being at my birthday party would make me awesome as well. This system not only had a console but a laser gun. A LASER GUN! This was Star Wars shit, those silly ducks never stood a chance. Neither did Billy and his stupid, out of date Atari. Good-luck being nominated most popular this year, Billy-boy. But what set the N.E.S. apart was R.O.B. (Robotic Operating Buddy) My system had a Robot. Nobody else had a robot …with gyros! Spinning tops were for suckers. With the Nintendo Entertainment System it was gyros. And let us not forget Donkey Kong, Jr. This would be epic. 100% of the people I invited showed up. Problem was I only invited one and never told my mom about it. It was very embarrassing. But we had a great time with the N.E.S.

Jimmie G.


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