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class was recently charged with reading the short story The Secret Life of
Walter Mitty. I found it a humorous tale and the idea of a bit more fantasy
and imagination in my life sounded intriguing to say the least. So, I started
to engage in a bit more flights of fancy. It has been fun. All of a sudden, a
simple walk to class transforms into a quest to recover the Holy Grail and a
ride up the elevator becomes a special mission of espionage. The world begins
to change around you and then mundane seems less drab and gloomy. It is like
most of the world sees everyday like they are Dorothy in the beginning of The
Wizard of Oz and everything is shrouded in that filthy, brownish sepia
color. The world goes by and we’re all stuck on a farm in Kansas, and yet, with
the smallest drop of imagination, we can be transported to colorful world full
of magic and joy. It is a great way to experience life. I will admit, however,
that it is also easier to get lost in this world and to lose track of a great
deal of time. I have often sometimes found myself drifting away during some
conversations or during a class lecture. These are the downsides to trying this
world view. However, if you only do it in moderation, then everything should be
just fine. The world is full of magic and wonder, you just have to know where
to find it.
The time has come for my final story involving uncontrollable laughter. My brother, my friend Caleb, my other friend Madeline, and I were playing a board game called Fortune Seeker one night my senior year of high school. It was late at night (I want to say about two in the morning) and everything was already funnier than it would normally be during the day. I’m not sure why, but if something is funny, then it is ten times funnier when you’re extremely tired. Anyways, there is one mechanic of the board game called hostile takeover. This means that the player who gets this can take whatever they want from another player for a small price. This happened a lot to Madeline that night. Walter, Caleb, and I just kept taking all of her stuff. Needless to say, she was not that happy by the end of the game. When the game had finished (I believe Walter ended up winning that night), Madeline went on quite a long rant about how we stole all of her stuff and destroyed all hope she had of winning....
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