Hi there! This I is a role play for myself and Andrew. We’ll be doing a version of the story I attempted to write about myself as a growing kid
It all started a fateful night that changed everything for the city that Tony called home. The young nine year old boy, a shorty who wore glasses and was the runt of the school, was having a sleepover with his friend Josh. Josh was one of the few kids who were nice to Tony. He really was kind of an outcast. Ridiculously short, not expected to grow much once he hits puberty, and had a high pitched voice. People loved to mock him. Bully him, so having a friend with him, made things better.
After everyone had already gone to sleep, Josh and Tony were sleeping on the same bed. The young boy was having a strange vision like dream though, that felt too real to him. A dream where he saw himself as a taller kid, more popular among his peers. It was nice, while it lasted of course, that is, until something rocked in the backyard that awoke Tony, but no one else.
“Josh.. josh?” Tony poked and shook his friend. The young boy tried to wake his friend up, but nothing worked, yet. Tony decided to investigate the source of the noise, and went to their front yard.
What had happened was that a truck from the local military facility had dropped a entire barrel of this nuclear waste, it had ended up in the middle of the street, spilled over.. Tony was a curious boy, and ran up to it. He knew he shouldn’t touch it, but his curiosity made the little pajama boy step his feet into the green glowing slime.. Tony’s body froze for around a minute at that point.