Hi guys, 16 year old here. If you have the time, would you read my story. I'm not the best writer, so bear with me.
My whole life I've played video games. When I was 3 I remember getting a ps1, and calling my parents to read the on-screen text so that I could understand what was going on in-game. It drove them insane. I would beg them constantly to come and read the text in any game I played. They got fed up with my constant questions, and that is the real reason why I wanted to learn to read. Video games taught me to read.
Fast forward a few years. I've moved to a new town. My new neighbor, and best friend has a nes. I practically live at his house every day after school. As soon as I got home I would ride my scooter over to his house and we would play. I still remember beating Donkey Kong Country after spending months getting to the end. Life was good as far as I'm concerned.
Several months later, the day care I was imprisoned in gets a Gamecube. Happiest day of my life. The day we get Smash Bros. Melee would probably be the second best day of my life. We would hold 20-kid tournaments for bragging rights on the playground. Toon Link was my go-to character. (hence my avatar)
Fast forward. I'm 12 or 13, and I now own an Xbox and am holding the forbidden fruit in my hands. I stole a copy of Halo 2 from my cousin. I was always a good kid, but here I was with an M rated game. I was a badass. My friends and I played through the campaign in one sitting. That was also the first time I've stayed up all night. This would be the 3rd happiest day of my life.
Now, take a look at my current position. I have played and beaten just about every good game to come out in the past 4 years on the 360. I have 42,000 (!) gamerscore. And yet, video games no longer interest me. I've had an advanced copy of the new Call of Duty game for a week and a half and haven't even taken it out of the packaging.
I sold my Xbox 360 and TV last week. I haven't packed up my Xbox 360 yet, it's still over there, cold and lonely.
Before I sat down, I decided I would give it a last go, you know, for old time's sake. I got bored in minutes and turned it off.
What happened? I miss the old days. I miss running to my friends house and trying to beat Donkey Kong. I miss sitting next to someone and just playing for the sake of playing. To get lost in a fantasy world, if even for a little while. Those moments are long gone. I worry about the newest generation, they don't have anything like this anymore. I could get online and play with someone over the internet, but it's not the same. You're still alone. They're still alone. Video games are depressing reminders of what's wrong with the world.
Who knew a 16 year old could be sentimental?
Farewell Video Games, it's been fun while it lasted.
Edited by BobSaysHi - 11/9/10 at 9:08pm