Flying Gorilla 4+

From a young age I had legs for arms and arms for legs, so I was constantly bullied at my school, and my job at the iPhone factory that payed me 12 pence a year. Due to my deformations, I was outcast by society, and even my great grand cousin (who is a bird) didn’t give me any presents on Halloween, but last year he gave me a solar system for myself. I ran to the nearest cave, and cried tears of platinum, when I heard a weird voice in an other language saying “blibłïßœsæ pįpïr” which google translate says it means “ I stole your solar system, skill issue noob” in alien language, and I cried even more, thinking life couldn’t get any worse, but when I ran outside the cave, I saw a giant spaceship, and the alien that spoke to me came out the cave and looked exactly like scooby doo, but I remember from a story my great grand grand son used to tell me that an ancient alien demon from the galaxy called “xßîjœçłįø” will one day come for me and steal my solar system. So I pleaded to the sky for help, and I saw in the distance a black dot, and it kept coming closer, and it looked like… flying gorilla! He immediately sprung into action and snapped the aliens neck so hard that he disappeared into the back rooms, and gave me my solar system back. I thanked flying gorilla for his help, and we exchanged numbers. I asked where he is going, when he is flying, and he replied with the majestic words of “ oo Oo Oo a AA AA OOH OOH AHH”. I hope this true story inspires you.

Ever since my Mother died all my Father did was drink. If I didn't get straight A’s I would get the belt. I tried EVERYTHING I could to stop him from drinking but nothing worked. I developed severe depression and lost all the light I had left. Until, I saw an advertisement. It was elegant, graceful, uplifting, romantic and most importantly life-saving. It was of a game called ‘Flying Gorilla’ the name alone is enough to make a human filled with joy. After I saw the advert my eyes filled with tears and I knew that THIS game would save me and my Father. I immediately ran home from the strip club, my heart a race. As soon I came home I broke the window open with my AK-47 and sprinted towards my Father. I had to show him the game, I just had to. My mind a blur “I must save us.” My Father reached out his ragged arm, fist clenched. He paused. His eyes lit up. The sheer power and beauty of “Flying Gorilla” made him shake. “Wh-what is this” he stuttered, his words came out in shock. It will always be a scene I will never forget. My Father relaxed his clenched fist and took my phone, dropping a bottle of Vodka with the other hand. The shatter of the glass is a sound that I will never forget. The end of my Fathers alcohol addiction. If the devs are reading this I would like to say thank you for saving our lives. We now live in a small cottage as a happy family. I even named my cow after the beloved hero that saved my life. “Gorilla.”

I usually like to go on walks, alone, at night. But this one time was the wrong time to do so. i was walking around this corner and entered an alley way, which is stereotypically known for being the “household” of crimes such as robbery, the rumours were true. As i walked further into the cold alley way in the winter season, a person was walking towards me. I stopped in my tracks, but they continued to shift their weight from foot to foot, i started to over think, thoughts racing, but i was frozen. I saw him reach for his back pocket, and he pulled out a machete. This was fate. I knew i was going to die. He’s stopped walking now, he’s just half a meter away. He spewed out a sentence “give me your phone” i said “i dont have my phone on me” he looked at me judgtngly. All of a sudden, my phone in my back pocket pinged, we locked eyes. His facial expression changed to a furious beast. He shouted “HAND IT OVER!”. So i had no choice, i grabbed my phone, but as i was giving the cellular device over to him, i checked the notification. It was Flying Gorilla. The man saw the notification too, his face lit up out of no where. Now my mind was puzzled, he told me “you play flying gorilla?” i replied “yeah, why?”. He told me it was his favourite game, and from that point on, we became best friends, like brothers. I will never forget that day, my life was saved… Thank you Flying Gorilla.