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Memory In A Screen (Pint-Sized Poem #26)

"Do you see it Grand-dad, and if you press that button like this-- No let me show you. . . See? She jumps, isn't that cool?"  
   
"How do you see all that on that tiny screen?"  
   
I smile at the memory of as I stare down at my iPod, my game ended because I had died-- damn zombies, I think to myself. The memory that I am thinking of show a ten year old girl showing her grandfather her Gameboy Advance that she had gotten for her tenth birthday. And thought she will never play video games after it gets stolen she is happy to show it to him. Coming out of the memory I look down at my iPod again and start up a new game, and I imagine my grandfather sitting next to me and I'm showing him my iPod and the game that my boyfriend have me download on it about killing zombies.    
   
Look at this Grand-dad, I think to myself looking down at the game.  
   
"Look at what?--" I imagine my grand-dad asking "--How can you see anything on that tiny screen."  
   
Even though thought and the memory makes me want to cry. I just can't help but smile.
Written by Page_Writer (Mad Girl)
Published | Edited 15th Sep 2017
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