Mon Mar 21, 2011 5:06 am
My Haypi Article
Life changing moments come short and brief in this eccentric world that we live. So when we discover them, it is important they are cherished.
It was nearly a year ago when I received my first iPod. It was the morning of my 16th birthday, and I awoke to find a small package at the foot of my bed. As I opened it, I expected the usual birthday trinket or toy. Instead, I was astounded to tear open the packaging and find myself staring at a brand new iPod. Attached to the corner, a little note reading, "Love, Mom
." I had never expected such a gift, my family has never exactly been wealthy, and I couldn't imagine the troubles my mother had gone to – saving up for such a present. I rushed downstairs to thank her, but instead found all my relatives and neighbors gathered around the family table. They told me that my mother had been airlifted to the hospital late last night, and that the illness was unexpected and untreatable. When I learned she would not be returning I rushed back to my room and tossed the iPod into my desk drawer. My mind was spinning with questions of whether I was somehow responsible for my mother’s death. Was my ipod to blame? Perhaps it contained some mysterious disease, and it was my fault she had chosen it. Either way, it was the final act of love she had given me, and I never wanted to see the screen's eyes glowing with those sad thoughts again.
Several months passed, and I was still in a state of utter anger and confusion. My mother's death had happened so suddenly and I didn’t know why. One day as I opened my desk drawer, I noticed the corner of my iPod, still gleaming and enticing. I turned the iPod on, though still wary and untrusting. Over the next few weeks, I slowly began downloading music and apps. Then one day, I came across a game called Haypi Kingdom. Enthused by the prospects of causing chaos and destruction, I immediately downloaded it. As planned, I began attacking, cropping, and even causing trouble in the World Chat. Yet, I was unsatisfied. I had made many more rivals than friends.
That was the moment I joined my first alliance. The group was called Lost Souls, and the name greatly appealed to me. I gradually learned more about the people in my alliance. Not only did they begin to accept me as teammate, but I also became a trusted friend. I gradually opened up about and told my story, yet I still feared being blamed, or thought of as weird. I learned, however, that everyone had similar stories of loss in their lives, and that I was not alone. This knowledge strengthened my team’s bond, and we went on to become the number one ranked alliance. Even my general game behavior improved, and I went from nearly “bannable” to the server’s newest expert.
Although I was never able to thank my mother for her gift that sad morning, I will always know in my heart that her gift was more than just an iPod. To me it symbolizes the healing and acceptance that my mother was unable to console me with. For now, I am just thankful that although I have lost my guiding friend, my mother, Haypi has given me a thousand kind friends who I can depend on for a lifetime.
Thanks for reading. I apologize for the grammer, i am certainly no grammer expert.
It was nearly a year ago when I received my first iPod. It was the morning of my 16th birthday, and I awoke to find a small package at the foot of my bed. As I opened it, I expected the usual birthday trinket or toy. Instead, I was astounded to tear open the packaging and find myself staring at a brand new iPod. Attached to the corner, a little note reading, "Love, Mom
." I had never expected such a gift, my family has never exactly been wealthy, and I couldn't imagine the troubles my mother had gone to – saving up for such a present. I rushed downstairs to thank her, but instead found all my relatives and neighbors gathered around the family table. They told me that my mother had been airlifted to the hospital late last night, and that the illness was unexpected and untreatable. When I learned she would not be returning I rushed back to my room and tossed the iPod into my desk drawer. My mind was spinning with questions of whether I was somehow responsible for my mother’s death. Was my ipod to blame? Perhaps it contained some mysterious disease, and it was my fault she had chosen it. Either way, it was the final act of love she had given me, and I never wanted to see the screen's eyes glowing with those sad thoughts again.Several months passed, and I was still in a state of utter anger and confusion. My mother's death had happened so suddenly and I didn’t know why. One day as I opened my desk drawer, I noticed the corner of my iPod, still gleaming and enticing. I turned the iPod on, though still wary and untrusting. Over the next few weeks, I slowly began downloading music and apps. Then one day, I came across a game called Haypi Kingdom. Enthused by the prospects of causing chaos and destruction, I immediately downloaded it. As planned, I began attacking, cropping, and even causing trouble in the World Chat. Yet, I was unsatisfied. I had made many more rivals than friends.
That was the moment I joined my first alliance. The group was called Lost Souls, and the name greatly appealed to me. I gradually learned more about the people in my alliance. Not only did they begin to accept me as teammate, but I also became a trusted friend. I gradually opened up about and told my story, yet I still feared being blamed, or thought of as weird. I learned, however, that everyone had similar stories of loss in their lives, and that I was not alone. This knowledge strengthened my team’s bond, and we went on to become the number one ranked alliance. Even my general game behavior improved, and I went from nearly “bannable” to the server’s newest expert.
Although I was never able to thank my mother for her gift that sad morning, I will always know in my heart that her gift was more than just an iPod. To me it symbolizes the healing and acceptance that my mother was unable to console me with. For now, I am just thankful that although I have lost my guiding friend, my mother, Haypi has given me a thousand kind friends who I can depend on for a lifetime.
Thanks for reading. I apologize for the grammer, i am certainly no grammer expert.
SirPenguin {S102}